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The use of constructs to reinforce the hooves of the working animals was fascinating. It wasn't something Sray would be asked to do until she could consistently and easily work construct within other things. Illendis was still having her dismantle constructs, taking apart what the others had built.
"You're just going to stand there until I eat it, aren't you?" Sray asked, looking at him again.
"It would be nice to know if I got it right." Tos conceded.
"It smells like I remember."
"Well?"
She pushed back the wrapping and bit into it. Her teeth sunk into the dense, semi-moist cake. The myriad of flavors met her tongue. Sweet with the cool sharpness of savory spices wrapped around each other. Memories of her mother making the same thing came back, unbidden. The smell of them baking filling the air throughout the maze of cliffside dwellings.
Her cousin, Meilah, also had a strong liking for them. If felt like they took turns getting into trouble trying to snatch more than their fare share.
"Is it that good?" Tos asked, pulling her out of the memories.
She stared at him blankly for a moment before blinking, inhaling and standing up a little straighter. "It has been a long time."
"Your mother said they were your favorite."
Running total: 8,343
The use of constructs to reinforce the hooves of the working animals was fascinating. It wasn't something Sray would be asked to do until she could consistently and easily work construct within other things. Illendis was still having her dismantle constructs, taking apart what the others had built.
"You're just going to stand there until I eat it, aren't you?" Sray asked, looking at him again.
"It would be nice to know if I got it right." Tos conceded.
"It smells like I remember."
"Well?"
She pushed back the wrapping and bit into it. Her teeth sunk into the dense, semi-moist cake. The myriad of flavors met her tongue. Sweet with the cool sharpness of savory spices wrapped around each other. Memories of her mother making the same thing came back, unbidden. The smell of them baking filling the air throughout the maze of cliffside dwellings.
Her cousin, Meilah, also had a strong liking for them. If felt like they took turns getting into trouble trying to snatch more than their fare share.
"Is it that good?" Tos asked, pulling her out of the memories.
She stared at him blankly for a moment before blinking, inhaling and standing up a little straighter. "It has been a long time."
"Your mother said they were your favorite."
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