Your stomach rumbles as you whimper in pain, getting to your feet you feel like your cooking in here and it's his fault for not taking care of you, you just can't stay cooped up, you decide to explore. It's a nice day outside, except for the heat, you keep to the shade and walk at a steady gait, finding nothing. You hold your stomach and wince as it grumbles, you lift your nose to the air, the smell of fresh bread takes your nostrils, not what you wanted but... well, you follow your nose and come upon a human near a wooden building, it's a she, and she looks vaugly familer, and feeding...feeding a plant.. and oohh.. theres the bread, but.. well, now you seem to have a choice to focus your hungers on. Eventually your attention on....
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