Phantom Hollow And still, as he looked, he lived

"Uhhh," Darcy said, hesitating. "I mean... you're not gonna be grossed out about me fishing, are you? You know I have to eat the fish after I catch it, right? I mean..." Darcy's ears pulled back along her skull. "You can come if you want, but... there's gonna be like, blood and stuff." 

She'd never given a second thought to the fact that the creatures she ate had their own lives and could, apparently, talk. Could fish talk? She cringed, imagining snapping a fish up into her mouth and hearing it scream in horror and pain as she consumed it, while this poor water vole watched. "Maybe you should just... stay here," she said, and stood up, beginning to back away. Man, she was never gonna be able to eat a vole ever again.