Dragoncrest Cliffs Can I eat this?

val’s nose crinkled as the centipede continued to writhe. pepper wrangled up his own bug sacrifice — from the looks of it, a cricket with one or two missing legs.

he peered down at the water as pepper threw in his offering. though the surface of the lake was dark, val saw shapes teeming beneath.

a fish more brave than the others darted for the cricket. at that moment pepper dove, but he returned sopping wet and empty-jawed.

val grinned between clenched teeth in sympathy; but at that moment the centipede writhed and wriggled right into his left nostrils. its mandibles scrounged for purchase in the sensitive skin between his septum, pinching so hard that suddenly — and without warning — val violently sneezed.

all the fish and all the bugs promptly scattered. the centipede went who knows where; flung out into orbit and beyond val’s sight as a volley of sneezes descended him — each louder than the next.