Two Eyes Cenote cuento

Each syllable was tasted with an intention of pronouncing each vowel correctly. "Co-mi-da." She searched the man for approval. "Yes?"

Comida. Or maybe it was a slur, insult, smear, or a bad take to trick into a foul word. But Legend repeated it nonetheless and seemed to not care of that risk. The danger of that, or what happened now.

Instead, no, a cheeky smile built on her mouth as her head lifted high. A cheeky giggle paired with it from the demon- araña. "Geeft."

Wriggling closer to the edge, the imp grabbed the meat and held it, and used a neck swing to launch it towards the mouth of the man. It was not enough to last, but for the night, it would feed Soto.