Wapun Meadow road shimmer wigglin' the vision

gone, gone, gone.

their honeyed frame shook, stomach protesting the delay. sariel licked at their mouth absently, pupils wide.

longingly, for a mere moment, they reached out to try and grab one of the bones, before they cringed back.

eat was not chew. it was devour. for substance, not for the pleasure of grinding their teeth into it.

sariel’s head snapped up at an uncomfortable angle at the Commander’s question, though they notably kept their gaze away from his eyes. father had not wanted them to look at divinity, it was disrespectful to have their wild-eyed gaze on anyone but the ground beneath them.

slowly, then very fast, they began to nod, spittle and blood flying from their still messy jaws.