Noctisardor Bypass Sunday mornings we sleep-in 'til noon

Indra retreated back to the den, but Abel was too interested in what the stranger held to follow her. He took a couple steps closer but didn’t go any further. There was no need to. She was already approaching.
Abel’s smile grew wide when she dropped the fish. He bounced forward with a giggle and began to nose at it. It smelled even more delicious now that it was up close. He couldn’t help but gnaw on it. Of course, with little teeth like his, he couldn’t tear into it.