Ankyra Sound Wretched thing

She'd perk up more as they attested further disinterest in her catch, mangled as it was, it didn't make the most appealing snack; to others, at least. Still, she'd keep it settled beneath her forelimbs, a defensive embrace.

...I don't... want trouble. She'd mutter, almost reluctantly. I'll leave once I'm finished alright? Will that make ya's happy? Huffing, she'd pull her catch a little closer and look upon the two staring her down. It would be silly to start a fight she'd have no chance of winning, so for now, it was time to back down and hope they'd leave her in peace. 

She was all too eager to finally get something in her stomach; one could only take so many failed attempts.