Meadowlark Prairie XXXV

It did not escape Lilia's notice that Masquerade was gestured to before her. Her eyes were sharp. She was hungry, and hunger made her irritable. She felt that she deserved to be fed first- as she was the one who'd turned the horse right in Avicus' direction. She kept that moment in mind; but would make sure that she was able to outrank Masquerade perhaps some other way. For now, she would shove her way into the carcass, alongside Augur, and get out some of her spite through tearing the horse's pelt to shreds as she searched for the hot meat of the animal's muscle.