Nessa sets to plucking the bird as soon as Katniss kneels next to her, being surprisingly good at it considering the low lighting. She hums merrily as she rips out feathers and sends clouds of down and feather behind, and blinks up at Katniss when she speaks.

"Hmm, well this will do for dinner! I don't like catching too much," she says, trailing off as she pulls out some more difficult feathers. "But if you need to let off some steam that's cool too! I can paw-ways put them in the freezer." She offers Katniss a smile.

"You kinda seem like you need to let off some steam."