The Bracken Woods MAKONO.

and two more mouths for you to quip with.

her features were twisted with a smile that was once composed and polite. now, between scarring and a more feral edge, it seemed to have become a pointed thing. a dagger unsheathed beneath her royal cloaks.

kairos would know it was a good look, unlike the smiles she used to wear.

cover yourself in furs and meats. then they will adore you — or devour you.

her teeth reached for his meal-wrapped muzzle, as if she meant to give a demonstration of what awaited.