"Yeah. It's more of a red meat than a white, which you wouldn't think because, you know, bird. Really good, though." Raw or cooked. Yes, she'd had it both ways. Chasing down an ostrich with her brothers and managing to get a kill had always been an exhilarating experience. When they were in jaguar form, they always strutted around a bit afterwards and came home smeared in blood from rolling around it.

Her smile grew, her head ducking down a little as she nodded. "You're the second person who's told me I can go run to them and hide if I need to. It's sweet." And hadn't been something she'd really been expecting here, but she was glad for it, even if she didn't think she'd need it. "Same goes for you, you know. My metaphorical skirt's pretty good for hiding behind."