"Just meet me back at my cart. The gate's don't upon until an hour, so no need to rush. But the sooner the better, yeah?" With that Ferric waved the trio goodbye, leaving them the chicken. Shortfang was quick to take his choice cut of thigh and leg, but before he took a bite he looked to the others with a bit of a guilty expression. "Um... You want?" He held out the juicy piece of meat. There was a bit of salt, pepper, and what seemed to be cilantro on the meat. Pylia just smiled. "Go ahead Shortfang, just leave one of the legs for Sylvia. I like the wings and neck." Taking out her knife Pylia cut off the neck and head of the chicken before daintily peeling the meat off and eating it bit by bit.