Snowforest Taiga living without you

bright? — he reached for the sprout — curly? their lesson was very enjoyable, including the less savory parts. alsek followed instructions with only slight hesitation, taking the fiddlehead between his molars and biting down. 

the liquid kept inside spread through his mouth and dripped down onto his chin. he continued to chew with an open mouth, the scowl on his face indicative of the strange taste. alsek didn't know how to describe it; there wasn't much there for him to enjoy, but it wasn't.. bad.

after breaking the sprout down to a pulp, alsek spit it onto the ground. he couldn't taste any of the original foods anymore, but the new aftertaste wasn't much better. well, he said, well.. what could he say, really? he opened his mouth and shared a long breath for stryx to judge its effect.