The other girl leaping forward was certainly a surprise...mostly in that her meals didn't typically throw themselves at her. Usually, they were trying to get as far away as possible. This certainly helped. Madam Hildegard looked at the girl now lodged on her arm. The aged, rough skin of the woman cushioned most of the impact. If she wanted to know what real teeth felt like, she would show her.

The hag reached down and sunk her own teeth into the back of the girl's head, drawing blood effortlessly as her teeth sunk in.

Mmmmmmmmmmmm. Perhaps she'd underestimated this one. She tasted quite well! Madam Hildegard released her first target, both sets of fingers now holding firm. Children were good in stew but fresh meat was its own delicacy and the warm liquid now pooling at her jaw was all the reason to keep this one. Nice of her to have offered herself this way, biting down and making it easier for the old hag as she had. Lowering her guard by taking her eyes off the hag as she had.

She clamped her jaws tighter and began pulling this one toward the caravan, ignoring the woman who stumbled upon them. The large bump that went before her was enticing, but a fwooper in hand was always worth two in the bush.

Move along, nothing to see here.