A cub, something she had always wanted. Henara stood and approach the kill sniffing the cub as she desperately tried to eat. "She needs someone to chew the meat up for her, her body is too weak for her to eat on her own." The lioness took a bite of the kill and chewed it up slowly making sure it was all mushy. Carefully she spit the meat out for the cub and pushed her over to it. "Hopefully that will help. If not then she will need milk from a mother..."

They were trying to help, though she was not sure if their attempts would pull through. Lunamer raised her head up as best she could and licked the pile of chewed meat. It was easier to eat this way though she couldn't seem to get her tongue to move fast enough to subdue her hunger.

Keeping her calm expression, Alhena stare back at Ambrose, she gigle '' Dont be silly, if i realy wanted some food do you realy think that i will be there, wings are make for flying not walking. I am more interrested by your action, your ... let's say genetic.'' She walk closer without breaking the eye contact, she didn't wanted them to know, hoping that her act was natural enought to fool them.