Firestone Hot Springs Paper Faces on Parade

"Wolves, in my experience, are sentient beings that find their foolish ends with other means," Apple replied, thinking about her first mate Alastair, who had been more fond of getting in scuffles with others than offer a tender and loving care to his young wife. He was probably dead, people, who lacked survival instinct so severely, just could not last long in the world.

"Well, weasels are not my top choice on the delicacies list," she said, wondering, how had this conversation gone from a simple warning to her eating boiled and dismembered weasels in the geyser area. "Fury, bony and leaves bad taste in your mouth. Yuck," she shuddered at the very thought of eating them, the logic being - why take sour milk, if you could have a strawberry cake as an alternative.