Moonspear ^___^

Their mother indulged their request and Treepie fell upon the pile of pre-chewed meat as if they hadn’t just eaten an hour ago. After they polished off their second breakfast, they licked their chops and plopped to their haunches at Sialuk’s elbow. Their stomach audibly gurgled before a big ole burp worked its way up their throat. With their mouth shut, it exited any way it could: flapping their lips and seeping rather spicily through their nostrils.

Pie forgot what such a sound was called, so they looked up at the head with wide eyes and declared, I do a toot toot out my snoot!?