Feneya awoke and smiled when she saw the cooked elk in front of her. She winced as she stretched her wing and shoulder to see how much they had healed. Fortunately, they were healing excellently, the dart wasn't poisoned, and Feneya estimated she should be able to fly by nightfall. She turned to Dovah and nodded to him.

"Please eat, Dovah." She took a bite of the elk and [i]prummed[/i] as the savory taste washed down her throat. She turned to Istaria and the dragon and raised her eyebrow "I don't think you told me your name, Dragon. What is it?" While she waited for his answer Feneya gently nudged the wimborne awake and pointed at the food.