of you not beeing the precious little thing you are… I’m feeling very hungry.
You wouldn’t know a filly willing to give me a little snack?” she winked at her with a grin,
that made her mandibles visible.
Lucy chuckled, back to her normal and happy self, wiping away the remaining tears.
“Hehe, I think I might know one. Enjoy your meal, Irie!”
“I sure will. Honest love is my favourite food.”