She shouldn’t have eaten that last knight. FireHeart rolled onto her side, grimacing as her stomach protested her binge. She really should have stopped after the two horses and the squire, but she had such a sweet tooth for the crunchy ones. She sighed, singeing a nine foot section of the cave wall. She was never going to lose the weight in time for the summer gathering now. She could just see GreenIce’s smirk, if only that svelte drake lived near enough to a village for a weekly snack to wander in.
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