The First Legendary Beast Master novel Chapter 10

Chapter 10: No Mice

[There are still no mice.] The baby Windspeed Hawk complained.

He was right, even with super vision, which could see into the infrared spectrum and would pick out urine trails of rodents, there was no sign of mice. That should probably have been expected of a magical dorm, but it was a great tragedy in the mind of the bird.

[Alright, buddy, we will go to the cafeteria and find some meat.]

Karl headed for the main floor again, and made his way to the buffet of the Cafeteria.

"New student? I don't know you." The old woman behind the counter asked.

"Yes, ma'am. My name is Karl."

"Polite, that's not bad. Alright, grab what you like, but only the white plates are allowed to be taken back to the rooms, and must be returned during your next meal. Eat all you like, magic affects all you kids differently, no need to be shy about your appetite."

[MEAT!] The Hawk shouted happily in his mind, drawing his attention to a pile of raw fish set along one side of the long counter. It looked like a grocery section, where you could pick out your own ingredients to take to your room, while the first half of the counter was prepared dishes.

"Then, pardon my hunger." Karl replied, and took a pair of white plates to fill for their dinner.

Pasta and meatballs with cream sauce, roasted pork, some sort of vegetable that gave off an incredible feeling of energy, and then an entire plate of raw meat for the Hawk.

"Well, that's one of the more interesting plates, for sure. But if you're in a room with a kitchen, you can cook it as you like. In the future, you can just ask the cook to prepare it if there's a special way you like your food." She explained.

"Thanks, I'll keep that in mind."

Karl retreated to his room while the Hawk pleaded pitifully to be fed. If this was how adorably needy all baby birds were, no wonder their mothers would go to the extremes of even chewing food for them. Fortunately, the Windspeed Hawk had an extremely sharp metallic beak and could bite through bone with ease, even as a newborn.

The meat chunks were all boneless, which the bird found disappointingly lacking in crunch, but the meat was all monster meat, high in nutrients and energy, and its body was growing at a visible rate under the pile of nourishment.

It somehow managed to chew through five times its body weight in ten minutes, and it was still pleading for the meatballs on Karl's plate as he finished his meal.

[Fine, one meatball. But after that, you need to wait for dinner.]

[When is that? I'm starving.] The bird complained, then burped loudly and fell asleep. _{freewebnoveℓ.com}

That certainly didn't seem like starvation to Karl.

By the time that it woke up, the Windspeed Hawk had grown to the size of a sparrow, and was happily flying around Karl's mental space, an exuberant distraction as he cleaned the balcony of leaves, which were set aside to be sorted for drying, and then watered the plants.