Wild Berry Meadow Yum doesn't begin

nom nom nom

in speedy feeding frenzy shehe passed and circled around bigyellowtanwolf as bigyellowtanwolf spoke, nervousness of closeness forgotten in moment of sugary bliss on taste buds used to wet raw meat and sundried carcass, too.

then tk froze mid-nom.

s-s-s-s-sick?! punctuated by shrill yelp at the end head raising like spooked deer. s-s-soit-t-tispunishment!

tongue rolled out and let the small mush of dark purple fall to the ground.

in nervous state following discovery of yes definitely a trick like piece of sausage fallen under the table that earned a yelling if eaten, tk was aware of every sensation within hisher body. of sweet taste on tongue and sticky whiskers and a small small small but present ache in belly that wasn't there before the b-b-blueberries.

a yelp!

and a whine.

sh-sh-shouldn'thave. shouldn'thaveshouldn'thave. legs lost strength and tk flopped down then rolled onto back eyes big, dark and wet because awful! sh-shouldhaveonlyeat, onlyeatcaughtrabbit.

and herhis forepaws crossed at the ankles over snout as runnerdog whine-sobbed.