The bird glared, having no idea what this loud creature was saying but not sensing a threat, simply an annoyance that would quickly be snuffed out. But no need to rush, it was rare enough that she got such easy meat for dinner it would be a shame not to enjoy it for all it was worth. So instead of following Kevin leaned down towards the young boy and gently pecked at his plump stomach, Russell laughing at the tickling sensation and almost falling over, not realising that she was testing the soft tenderness of his boy meat. And my how soft he was, the bird loving how far her beak could comfortably push into his plump form. She'd never seen a creature quite this fat and was already salivating as much a she could at the thought of him stuck inside her belly, scratching and moaning as he was melted away into nutrients, to be released as a huge pellet soon after. The thought was so carnivorous, so deliciously evil that Kevin just couldn't resist even if Russell would probably make her fat and slow.
As she prepared to open her beak and take him in Russell turned away, getting a little frustrated at the seemingly stupid bird's lack of communication, hoping Mr Fredrickson would be able to hear him from this distance. “hey! I found the sni-AHH!” before he could shout another word his voice was muffled as the bird's mouth closed around him, Kevin taking full advantage of his sudden vulnerability “w-what? Stop! You're eating meeeeee!!” his terrified screeching was barely audible from the outside, muffled by the noisy shifting flesh and that terrible tongue slapping over his fat cheeks. This wasn't right, bird's didn't eat meat and Mr Fredricksen would have warned him if snipes liked the taste of little boys. Maybe it was just playing...Russell hoped so, but with Kevin slowly lifting her jaws it seemed increasingly likely he was about to end his days in the belly of a hungry bird.
For her part Kevin was a lot happier with the situation, lifting the wriggling, kicking boy off the ground and into the branches of a tree where she could eat in private not unlike a jaguar would. Although unlike those her prey would be very much alive and wriggling when she devoured it. Now seated comfortably in the branches of a large tree she could fully appreciate the delicous flavour of this scrumptious creature, sweet and slightly fruity which was just perfect for what she was used to. He was like a big, ripe peach all juicy and ready to be devoured but this time the fruit could fight back, struggle and kick and scream in a futile attempt to escape digestion. Kevin had to take care not to lose Russell when she began since she had no teeth to speak of, luckily for her he was only a child and put up a limited resistance. She wasn't usually one to eat young but when they were this annoying and sweet plump with juicy fat, well what was she supposed to do?
Russell could barely see inside that surprisingly spacious maw as the bird shifted her jaws forward to take more of him in, little glints of light hitting off the saliva inside and letting him see the pink shifting flesh hard at work to devour him. “let me go...” he whined, tears coming to his eyes and leg's kicking at nothing now “LET ME GO!” it wasn't unlike a toddler's temper tantrum, Russell sobbing and punching his little fists at that feathered neck. He shouldn't have ever left Mr Fredricksen's side, he should never have went looking for this hungry snipe and he definitely should have ran when he had the chance, now he could do nothing except squirm and cry in the foul-smelling, wet bird jaws. It was so uncomfortable here...tight, hot and his uniform was soaked to the bone, Russell spitefully hoping that the indigestible gave her indigestion and then groaning when he realised that the only way it could would be if his body was digested into nothing.
