Summer Nights

She could just, you know, politely take one and move on. But instead, she keeps swooping past every time Ephee turns her head and snatching a marshmallow off a stick and flying off and eating it, giggling madly every single time. This is way more fun.

Acry blinks in surprise and squeaks before smiling wide at the two of them. “I made some cookies too earlier so I brought them with me, ya can have some if you like! They are for sharing after all,” she levitated the tub from her saddlebags and clicked off the lid, “here! They’re rather regular cookies, but I hope you’ll both enjoy them too.”

One that isn't giddy and excited about some get-together with a whole bunch of strangers they've been invited to would have probably noticed the subtle disappearances of her careful delicious creations. She just blinks... tilts her head, and puts together another. There's stock for tons of s'mores, not to worry!

"Hnnnnfffff deal. Cookies are better than s'mores to me..." she shows off her new ability to cheat by grabbing Lyle's cheesecake cookies AND Acry's cookies, carrying them on her wings. The extra storage really isn't fair, but all of this is going to her flanks later so Liath can't be too mad.... "Thanks Acry. You've sustained me this night!"

She can smell the roasting objects from here and is licking her lips. She can see Aunt Ephee in the distance impaling and roasting soft white sacrifices over an open fire, charring their flesh, before putting them on graham cracker sandwich with an offering of chocolate. She desires to analyze and possibly participate in this barbaric ritual!!