Terra leaned back as her cheek was licked, smiling up at him. What was the stew anyways? She laughed as he pulled more out of his robes. They seemed to be as good as her cloak, containing everything she could possibly need and want for inside them. True, her cloak had been specially designed with her in mind, carrying so many pockets and hidden areas that only three canines even knew the ins and outs of it, Terra, Caspa, and Strel, the one that had made it. Terra was fighting the urge to stick her head inside his robes and explore around them, seeing if it was the same.
The cups were placed down, the stew made with very little effort. It was more watery than she had imagined. Terra studied it with curiosity, holding the cup that had been passed to her. It smelled good, but Terra still wasn't sure what to expect. Her ears pricked at the mention of spiced meat, grinning over at him. Sounds good! Greedily she lifted the cup, gulping at the stew inside. Her eyes widened with surprise, tasting the different things inside. That was good! Her tongue flicked out, drawing the meat to her. Very good. Not fresh, but good.
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