“Thanks for taking care of that, Fluttershy. It’s such a relief to be able to rely on you. I’m sure he’ll be happy with some food he likes.” She floated a sheet of parchment out of her saddlebag. “I already took him to the kitchen to pick whatever he liked that the hospital already had, but I made you a list of . . . of carrion he marked off on his list. I didn’t think to list any insects, but if you think that’s what he’ll want, can you get some of those, too?