Not hearing anything else spoken by the other squirrel, Magic returned to her apple once again, taking a few slow bites on it. She had never thought she would feel like this one day, but she was getting tired of eating an apple. In the last ten minutes, she had least eaten her weight worth of the fruit and now she couldn't just eat more. Not that her stomach was filled (in fact, it was relatively empty), but now she craved for something different. Unsure about what it was, she let go of her apple, looking around for something better. Maybe she could have some of those berries and seeds to her left... but... nope. That's not what would satisfy her either. Having only caught glimpses of Sparktail being eaten, digested then reformed, she wasn't actively thinking about it, but deep inside, it was biting her. She just needed something really big inside her… something more... alive.