---> Lyra quickly scrambles to get back up, backing up a little but staying put as Moonrise told her. She shows a look of burning fear, and as he comes back she timidly cowers a little before noticing the squirrel. She slowly looked between it and Moonrise, unsure of what to think. She was sure that he would of hurt her, but she could never of imagined such a creature passing up a chance for a meal. He did look quite full though now that she thought more sharply. She nudged the dead squirrel, poking at it with her beak. She looked unsure how to react to this free food in front of her. With a happy look across her beak, she gently scooped it up in her beak and quickly gulped it down. With a sigh of relief, she backed off a little more, looking back at strange and Moonrise. "T-Thank you..." She managed to say, tears coming from her eyes as she looked away.