OOC warning: terra's never drunk alcohol before
Her tail wagged behind her, focused on what would come out of the bag. Food! They had enough food for a couple days. That was great! Terra could stop herself from pigging out. She didn't actually need as much food as she usually did since she wasn't constantly shifting forms like she normally was, going from optime to lupine to secui. Her eyes widened as a flute was pulled out, the breathy instrument Soran had shown to her. A flute! It sounds like the wind singing. Terra picked it up, admiring the shiny form, trying to remember how it worked. Shrugging she turned her head to the other item.
The flask was held out, and Terra sniffed at it suspiciously. That wasn't water in there. A treat? Her questioning air was quickly hidden behind a decisive nod, grinning broadly over at him. Good haul. She grinned at him as he complimented her acting. Wasn't too difficult. I just did what came naturally. It had been so easy to rely on Kit, to know that he would help her, being close to his warmth and breathing in his scent. She leaned over, resting against him. That was fun.
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