When do the flesh-eating animals sleep?
When do they hunt?
Can they live without flesh to eat?
Do you know whether they kill more than they need to eat?
How Sharptooth Spent the Night
It was now almost dark.
The wild cattle had reached the grassy upland.
They were feeding on the fresh grass.
Sharptooth had watched them out of sight, and now she was getting sleepy.
She could see nothing but dim shadows, but she could hear all sorts of sounds.