Her ears quivered as she heard the cry, her head sinking a little bit as a feeling of guilt gripped her chest. She couldn't regurgitate her... I guess Mei was gunna turn into a meal after all. Natasha sighed, looking at Samantha, sitting back down. She looked down as the bags patted her bulging belly and then back up. "I guess," she murmured, "Survival of the fitess." The wolf's tail beat against the cave floor as the naga petted her behind the ear, her jowls cracking a moment as her tongue flopped from in between her bottom fangs. She sank down to the ground and roller onto her side, leaving herself to... Digest her meal. "So Samantha," she barked leisurely, "What brought you out into that storm?" Natasha was unaware of the flooding.