Rayra stood up almost reluctantly─for he felt kind of discourteous towering over Cuna─and turn back to Mark. "A mountain lion, fish, deer? That sounds quite nice. You might find I'm quite a big eater, and I'm sure I'll find something to fight over if you're not careful." He winked. "Are they at all fresh?" Since Rayra was always on the move, he almost always met his preference of getting fresh meat; normally, he ate it raw as well...