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Bat felt the moment Breccan took hold of the bird. Luckily for it, she immediately released her grip, otherwise it might've been torn in half between the pair of wolves. Her wide eyes watched the gull sail through the air once he let go of it too, laughing and wincing simultaneously as the bird bounced off the rocks and fell into a feathery heap a few meters below.

"Yeah!" she answered Breccan even as she carefully but quickly pushed past him to get at the bird. She dropped down on top of it, pinning it to the rocks and then bending down to dispatch it. It would've been easy enough to wring its neck until it snapped, though the yearling went the route of overkill by wrenching the head clean off the body, as payback for the slap.

She spat the head over the side of the cliff, then blew a few raspberries as she tried to get a few pieces of downy off her tongue. "Fuck you, birb!" Bat hooted once she cleared out her mouth, plucking up the body and dancing around with it before tossing it at Breccan with a bray of laughter.