*Fast as lightning, Alger lashes his tail out, curling it around her owl and pulling it from her grasp.<br/><br/>Ssssssince there'sssss no meat in the fridge....I'm going to have lunch.  Firsssssst an appetizer.<br/><br/>*He looks hungrily at the owl in his coil*<br/><br/>Then the main courssssse.<br/><br/>*That hungry look is directed at her.*<br/><br/>Down the hatch....<br/><br/>*without any preamble, he forces the feathery little flufball into his moist maw, and swallows.  A little bulge can bee seen traveling down his throat, and then, just like that, her owl is gone.*