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[onehorned]

[ the stables were a favorite haunt of hers, only because the horses reminded her of traveling back home. in fact, that's where she is right now, watching them eat and idly pace around in their little living space. having eaten, thought thankfully not at the City Royale buffet you're the best, Tyki, she's a bit more lucid than normal.

but she still hasn't had her fill and that annoys her, as people are always trying to thwart her attempts. how would they feel, she wondered, if she took their food away? distractedly, she dictates to her journal ]

She's eating her fill.