"Alright, alright!" Taissa is immediately up at the yowling and fetching a half of a dragonfruit left over from lunch in hopes to shut up their guest. That's a hungry noise, right? Right?

"Here," she says, setting it down in from the cat. "See? That's all we have. That's all you're going to get."

She looks back at Chloe. "Maybe we should put a call out over the radio. It's the closest thing to making flyers. If this one gets stuck in a bear trap, I don't think he'll make it."