~ Shards of Opal ~
"What is that?" Hector asked, staring at the limp bundle of feathers that Carmilla had just dumped on the table.
"It's a vulture, Hector," she replied flatly. "Our baby caught it for you. For dinner."
"I am not going to eat a vulture."
"At least pretend you did... unless you're ready to explain to her what it is you really eat."
It was several days after the baby's first successful hunting trip, when Carmilla was suddenly awakened in the middle of the day by the absolute worst screaming fit her child had ever had. The shrieks the little monster was currently making topped even the bunny-washing incident from several years ago.
Carmilla immediately went to investigate the source of her child's distress.
"Why is she crying like that, Hector?"
"I... may have... told her that birds are animals, and... Junior may not be taking that revelation very well..."
~oOo~