#Fend:Leith

[sweetillusicn]

Although Fend was worried at first when he’d found himself in the little town, he’d since decided to roll with it. It wasn’t every day he found himself as a humongous human. As he made his way around Main Street, he heard a voice speak up. “Is it?” He asked, a sparkle of curiosity in his eye. He’d never had actual food before. The closest he’d come were plastic imitations or the kids pretending that he was eating with them. Looking at the pie and the various pastries, he felt something new stir inside him: hunger. “I’m sorry, I don’t know what it’s called. But I could probably find out what’s in it.” Taking a mini cake next to the one the other was pointing at, he took a bite. “Hmmm…it tastes…yummy?”

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@scatteredstart​

   “Well, aye dunno ‘bout you, but at least tha’ foods good,” Leith muttered, far from princely, around his mouthful of fruit pie. In his other hand, a dainty patisserie, something French, and something that looked far from anything familiar perched between his fingers. He’d lurked in the woods as long as his stomach allowed – but eventually, came back wandering the streets of the town, plucking items of display from the shoppe windows. “Oi - do you know what this is called? or even what’s in it?” Pointing at another fancily decorated mini-cake on display, he shot the passerby a curious gaze.