Phile's preferred diet

He lay on his back in a welter of gore and entrails, naked ribs jagged through his ripped-open chest cavity. Lycon studied the fragments of flesh strewn over the furrows.

"What did you feed it in the the compound?"

"The same as the other carnivores," Vonones replied shakily. "Scrap beef and parts of any animals that happened to die. It was always hungry, and it wasn't fussy."

"Well if you manage to get it back alive, you'll know what it really likes," Lycon said grimly. "Do you see any sign of his lungs?"
-Killer pg. 16