With nothing else left to distract them, Nemo would make short work of filling their belly, which didn't take much at all. She was surprised for a moment, only to remember how little she had eaten over the past few months, and then it all made sense. While it was not enough to sustain them long-term, they would see if Tasik would allow them to hang around the carcass until they felt strong and healthy.

Really, they couldn't have come across better quarry. The thick blubber and rich flesh would aide Anemone's recovery rather than a scrawny deer might. Honestly, she couldn't thank the man enough. Unwilling to interrupt Tasik from feasting, they padded away a few steps to give him some space, and stretched out over the cold sand, relishing the feel of food in their belly. They would have to wash the blood from their muzzle at some point, but for now, they let themself relish the victory.