He walked up to one.
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Motivation for . . . ? she prompted.
"Your what?"
Hmm. Possibly. What are you looking for?
Tam glared at you again, but didn't say anything.
Tam sighed.
". . . Huh."
"Mm. Food. Anyway, where to now?"
Hey! Tam protested.
Glass did, indeed, want to move on. But whatever.
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She glared at him, still pissed.
ACK
WAIT
MY PLOT
NO MAMMALS although the mole was fine
Seiretta appeared out of nowhere and ate the squirrel.
"Yum! Thanks, Prie!" @IcedOutPenguin
tehehehehe
"Okay!"
She looked around.
". . . Which way?"
I am a fork. (Not particularly, no. I just wanted to say hello.)
But then the bird got eaten by a larger butterfly.
Seiretta was far faster than him, however.
She waited for them to catch up, leading them down some different passages and avoiding other spiders.
The fork was flattered.
I am a fork.
"We don't eat your food," it said before vanishing.
That gave him little comfort.
Seiretta didn't care.
"I don't care. I want to see the Surface!"
The fork made assorted screeching sounds.
A bird swooped down and ate it.