Moonspear eye of the untold her

Her latest mouthful nearly stuck in her throat when she heard the telltale sounds of someone coming down the mountain and saw that it was Kindle. Pie made a small noise and managed to swallow it, albeit a bit painfully.

Hey, she replied, staying in her supine position despite the urge to jump to her feet and into his arms. I didn’t mean to be gone so long.

Pie glanced down at her meal, then pushed it away and stood slowly. She still wanted to go to Kindle. Instead, she stood still and just looked at him.

We should talk.