Sun Mote Copse double cheeseburger, hold the onion

Q's tail waved to watch what all went on after. For once, she was quiet in her awe; she was much too immersed in the things going on to think about raising hell or stepping a toe out of line for any reason. Instinct, for once, seemed to take control... and for all of her excitement, she fortunately did not act out for it. When called to eat, Q was much the same as her sister, and there was no need to wrestle or fight between them or the rest with how much food had been felled. Q happily (and loudly) ate, not hearing much beyond the smacking of her own lips.