After some awkward flapping, she alights on a high branch with her two prizes dangling awkwardly but still very much in her grasp.

His half-bluff remark gets a sharp-eyed and sharp-toothed grin in response-- she knows full well that she's got the advantage. As nightmarish as being a monster WAS, it tended to give you a distinct edge in most confrontations. Or at least confrontations with humans.

"How 'bout this-- you go get yourself a new dinner, because this one's mine now. Think I'll keep this pointy stick, too."