Pandemic Drabble: The Last of Master, III

Part III of the weekly drabble (roughly 100-words) fiction, "The Last of Master"

RECAP: 
I. Hardy, the dog, eats his dead master (and some rats) and leaves his manor house. 

II. A girl finds the wounded dog in a gutter. Deciding he'd be more useful as a rat-hunter than as dog stew, she carries him away.

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The Last of Master: III

The dog died, and the girl made stew.

That night, wiry hair began sprouting along the girl's spine and fringing her ears. She slept all day, dreaming her nails and teeth were growing hard and sharp.

She woke, her nose twitching.
Did she smell a rat?
With a quick motion, she caught and ate dinner.

“Impressive,” she said, looking at her claws.

“Child’s play,” said the dog. 

“I’d like to register a complaint on behalf of rodents,” said the most recent rat.

The girl scratched her ear with her foot. “Hm,” she said. “Maybe we could grow potatoes instead.”

“Wonderful soil on my estate,” said Master. “My family has practiced nothing but the best organic methods for generations.”

“We’re all here then,” the girl said. She picked up the dog collar and buckled it around her neck. 
“Let’s go, Hardy.”

“I prefer to be addressed as Sir,” said Master.

“The name’s Jill,” said the rat.

“We’ll discuss our name on the way,” said the girl.
After crawling out of the basement window, the lone figure trotted down the street, keeping out of the full moon’s light.

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So.  That was trickier to write. How much do I need to spell out, and how much can the reader fill-in-the-blanks?
When I read it aloud, not everyone got it, but I think it's clearer read in print?

This episode is closer to 200 words, but I never meant to limit myself strictly--the short form was meant to encourage me to write any fiction at all.

As it gets more complicated, I wonder if I should start to plot a whole story... I've just been making it up piecemeal.

I don't know, though. The story keeps surprising me, and I fear that once I know what happens, I'll lose interest in writing it out! 
I'll keep feeling my way forward... 

And, We've got two more weeks of the stay-at-home order... Maybe I should write a little more, before I have to go back to work? Or wrap it up?