C29 Lustful
The wolves had learned how to cook…somewhat. They had managed to roast a duck, though it was unseasoned and bland. I wondered why they even owned a stove and oven if they couldn’t cook. If they didn’t cook.
Still, I managed to devour it, my body pining for a simple protein. Not the saucy, decorative crap they served at the palace.
It was all but unflattering how I slurped and chewed and chomped
