Porcupine Ridge munchiez

vuk would have been appalled to hear jhala's opinion of herself was so low; she was curved and honeyed in all the correct places, whilst vuk herself was a bundle of angles and bones barely having reached maturity. still she laughed with her friend, flopping theatrically into the snow as well. if she had to choose, it would be their nameless leader, and so presently vuk pretended to look around them for eavesdroppers, then leant close.

"beta," she muttered, flushing. "i like." curse her shattered speech.