Eating their fill was a first for them. Usually they had to pick up scraps or worse, didn't get to eat at all. Sometimes they had to eat the remains of their own kind that had been smashed by the humans. Tonight, they got revenge and a full belly. It was a wonderful feeling.

Or it was until a scream ripped through the air. The necrits whipped their heads up and shrieked as talons shot forward at them. They scattered into the dark and chittered, wondering if it was worth going back to fight or better just to run away.

When Momo drew her sword, the necrits turned tail and fled, disappearing off down the hall they'd come from. They were content with having eaten their fill of the little one and they didn't need to risk their lives anymore tonight.