Bramblepoint whining like a little pup

Hiemis hesitated for a second or two, watching the other lady eat before leaning in and taking a bite of her own. “Hiemis,” she answered prior to tasting. “What’s yours?”

With a lowered gaze, still suspicious and concerned about being attacked, the meat melted on her tongue and then one bite turned into two and three until the realization of what she was doing hit. At that point finding will to stop was impossible.

If Hiemis found someone in a similar condition, she would probably ignore them and distanced herself. If that someone was Galana, an unknown energy would pull her in however. As odd as it sounded, that lady was somehow special.

They seem pretty fresh. What happened?