Lion Head Mesa I don't need the world to see

No. Her response was flat as she dragged the rabbit closer to her den, leaving it to sit at the entrance. Serein glanced back up at Kemal, her expression a careful mask. She kept her tone level as she went on, too, though her voice kept wanting to rise and crack into sharp shards. You made me fat and sick and left me alone.

Would you be well? She pawed idly at the rabbit, her attention returning to the meal if only to keep herself calm. She wasn't really hungry, but even so, she bent to rip a hole in its underside and scarf the innards. The rest of the meat would be saved.