Notice, if you will, the divine predatory skills of the House Cat.
Without remorse, one rips the prey, containment and all, from the counter.
He then proceeds to tear it to pieces, ingesting whatever he wills.
The Alpha: she remains back, confident in her place,
Allowing the other to consume his fill (of the inedible)
Leaving the tasty morsels of fruition for her alone.
So to she go the spoils; but none the Owner’s wrath.