Moonspear feed the bear

Tiuttuk considered Pauk’s words, then nodded.

I see that it’s dead,
Don’t you want to eat it, Pauk?
Where did it come from?

They shifted a little closer to inspect the fish, which was in pretty rough shape. “Som’n deaded it,” he’d said. Pie held out a paw as if to compare and contrast their claws to the slashes in the unfortunate creature.

Would you like some help? Treepie asked without the singsong cadence of their recitations, though they noted the incidental number of syllables with a little grin.