Two Eyes Cenote girls night out

wha? She huffed and was put-off from her scrambling, her spine straightening.

Ain't yew been to a party before? This'es how it goes! Pfft. She turned and spat, much like Colt had many times in front of her, and felt a kinship with her friend who wasn't really there with her.

If he could see this! All the food and the drink, and the revelry. Redbird spun and bellowed, AYE! Gimme some that! And now she lunged for another platter, laughter crackling around her as she devoured berries and grapes and whatever other fermentations she could reach; her lips stained.