Blackfeather Woods all trenchcoat, cigarettes, and arrogance.

Parvati was missing. Where was she?! Maegi, already furious with the woman, had launched herself into looking for her when she stumbled upon Sobek, crawling around. A little gasp escaped her lips from around the rabbit she was carrying; she dropped the prey with a muted thud on the stone floor, moving toward the boy with quick and quiet steps as he cried out.

Ñuha tresy, she cooed, dropping low and bringing him to her belly. Oh, that she could suckle him effectively! At least the warmth would give him some semblance of comfort. . .but it wasn't food. Shhh, it's all right, I'm here. I'm here.

Her eyes drifted to the rabbit and, suddenly struck by inspiration, she reached her neck snakelike out toward it, grasping a leg just barely with her teeth. She dragged it closer, leaving a little trail of blood in its wake. With slow, measured movements, she ripped off a chunk of flesh and chewed it into a meaty pulp, making sure that no bits of bone or sinew were left behind.

Satisfied after a few moments of work, she deposited the warm pile before Sobek and nosed it toward him, her own stomach gurgling at the smell of fresh food. Here, try this, she whispered, insistent. It's good. It's yummy. And the sooner he took to it, the better—for that meant Parvati would be on her way out. Oh, she would pay. . .