Meadowlark Prairie waiting on LA to come find me and be forgiven

this bird was delightful. it tilted back its craw and boom! morsel gone. qiao marveled as it flew away.

in short order belladona returned, laboring under a full packet of morels. their scent tinged her nose. qiao's second offering was ready: this time, a clamshell fat with fermented roe. she pushed it towards the carrion bird with interest. "what is your price?"