For a month, she's been observing her master practice with an old man they barely knew before. And during that time, she got to know that Gambit was a sensible old man who simply loved their company.
Aside from that, she also spent her time observing the changes the blood moon caused. There were smaller monsters who grew in size, as well as increasing their aggressiveness. Lavanuk was glad that she could fly, or else she'd have to deal with every one of them when she separated from Bob and Gambit.
"Cluck."
She saw it.
When she took a glance back at her owner, he was carrying a pouch that was slightly opened. And from that alone, her instincts flared up. All of her blood vessels dilated and blood rushed to her chicken brain. She tried to fight the urge, but it only brought on more desire for the object.