Fairspell Meadow the twice-invoked

forgive me but i have let the intrusive thoughts win xD

When she bowed her head, a curious object slipped from her neck. He could not fathom what devilry it was, and the purple-orange twilight had hidden the possession from his view, but once the hide had been parted, exposing its contents to the open air, he could smell the meat without question.

Leshen’s hungry snake-tongue caressed his blanched chin, while his nose worked to identify the type of fare beneath the strange, herbaceous aromas. He seemed to consider her proposal, working through all the words in his head with a calculating expression. Then suddenly, he lunged forward, snarling as he aimed to snatch the turkey leg from its place at her feet.

If successful, he would turn tail and run.