Ladon Party: Tin and Victoria
"I've been hunting predators with Mr. Farrowe," Valentin explained. "Not, you knows, lions and tigers and bears, but weasels and badgers. The smaller stuff, you know?" It was not ideal, but it felt better than killing rabbits. At least he was feeding off things that ate other things.
He nodded thoughtfully, looking at her. Was that the same for all of them? What had James had to let go of? "What about what you? What did you have to let go of?"