Sun Mote Copse double cheeseburger, hold the onion

A successful hunt never failed to brighten up Niamh's attitude- but one as successful as this really made her pleased. Especially in front of the kids, who obeyed their mother, and stayed where they ought to stay until the danger was over, and the deer felled. She greeted her children as they came bounding over to partake in the feast with a proud chuff, reaching out to nuzzle one of the girls that came within reach, though they were both quick to dive in and begin eating. Soon enough, the kids would be big enough that they too would have to abide by a heirarchal order, in terms of waiting for their turn to eat- but given the fact they'd killed two deer, Niamh allowed them to indulge themselves and begin eating. 

She was distracted by Towhee's departure, though, and felt concerned. Part of her wanted to tell everyone to shove off- so that she could make sure that a good portion of meat was put aside for her friend before they started snacking on it- but with the abundance of food before them, she knew that she'd be able to make sure that happened without snapping at those who'd begun to eat already. She cast a glance to Phox, as though to communicate both her concern and her promise of making sure Towhee got fed with a simple glance- before she too began to eat. 

Of course, for Niamh, eating amongst others was a bit of an affair. Unlike the others who seemed to be more polite and quiet about the whole ordeal, Niamh was a ravenous beast who had no table manners. She growled almost continuously as she ate, and would shoulder her way to better portions and snap at any who got in her way without a second thought.