Ankyra Sound Once you had a hook and ladder up into the headless night

For her own selfish reasons, Raleska hoped 'whenever she felt like it' was sooner rather than later. The den was becoming claustrophobic, and she was exhausted dealing with children. The sooner she got to Rusalka, the better.

It was a remarkably immature way of feeling, but Raleska could not bring herself to find joy in her current situation. For a spell she was silent, though her gaze fell to the unsavory bundle of herbs she was not exactly keen on eating. All the same, she knew it was rude (and stupid) to turn them down. Gulping, Raleska's eyes landed on the hare and she nodded. "Maybe it'd be better like that. Do you want some of it first?" She didn't know how much time Sugar or Stryx had to hunt, and it felt only right to offer it considering she owed them a great deal more than a mealy hare.