Gilded Bay Everything Left to Hold Onto

Her eyes continued to follow him, but her mouth did not utter a word. After a moment of quiet, she snatched up the morsel of fish, swallowing it whole, before retreating again to the edge of the rock.

A good first step Andr thought. He approached the fish again, slowly. He took some time and ripped more of the flesh from the carcass. The equivalent of cutting it up for a small pup, leaving a small pile. Once again he flung one piece in her direction, hoping she would eat it and inch closer to the meal he had prepared for her. 

He stepped back off the rock to give her some space to feel comfortable and move forward.