The little Shadekin sensing that she may have actually offended her friend, calls out to her~ The little one's muffled mars were spirited in effort, but that stomach's fierce churning was far more noisy than Rivyr could ever hope to be, and so are drowned out, as that gastric conquest seeks to claim Rivyr as nothing more than food among the rubbish of what was once a house~

Gille stomps on, listening to her stomach work as she goes~

For   Misha!

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