08-11-2018, 03:02 PM
[div style="margin: 0 auto; width: 55%; font-family: arial; font-size: 11pt; text-align: justify;"]Aya did not trust Leroy's cooking. A mutt who seeked her out to receive an ugly, immoral task could not be trusted to cook for the group, but even so, the tortoiseshell came over. "I'll... have some." She didn't sound certain, but then again, she didn't think Leroy would take her hesitance too seriously.
The tortoiseshell served herself, biting into the pie and immediately shuddering. The consistency was all wrong, it seemed undercooked... She looked back up at Leroy. "Don't cook again." She advised bluntly, swallowing the mouthful anyway and grimacing at the taste. Swamp water would probably taste better.
The tortoiseshell served herself, biting into the pie and immediately shuddering. The consistency was all wrong, it seemed undercooked... She looked back up at Leroy. "Don't cook again." She advised bluntly, swallowing the mouthful anyway and grimacing at the taste. Swamp water would probably taste better.