“Well, well, well…what do we have here?” Ender asked aloud as he took a few steps closer to the intruding Reshiram, turning his head about to look at him curiously, trying to take in every angle of his sumptuous form at once.

“I was just about to ask the same question,” the other dragon said, placing his hands on his broad hips and raising an eyebrow, staring back with a smug smirk of his own, “it isn’t often I see one who looks quite as flabulous as myself – and another Reshiram, at that. It sure is a small world after all.”

“Hmph…flabulous indeed,” he said in reply as a low chuckle rumbled within his throat, the thick rolls of his neck jiggling tremulously, “I can’t say I’ve seen a specimen as intriguing as you in a long time either. Please, would you be so kind as to come dine with me?” He nodded his head in the direction of the door behind him for emphasis. “I’m sure we must have many things we could discuss.”

An amazing picture done by deethehoneybadger of my Ender and nonsequitur's (who also did an incredible color job!) Lycallis meeting each other for the first time from a scene in the awesome short story written by Non called Gourmet Gorging. Two Reshirams enter, only one will be able to waddle out, will Ender gain a wide-hipped Reshiram bed or can Lycallis outsmart a fallen god of gluttony?