Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-13488655-20170207160118/@comment-13488655-20170705114904

"Yeah. Good thing Onyx doesn't smell of chicken." Ranna laughed as she ate her food, pointing towards the young fox faunus Maria as she pulled the whole roast chicken on her plate, munching into it eagerly.

The little fox was devouring both chicken legs in under a minute, recalling how in a program, a guysaid he eats a lot due to him growing. So in her mind, eating lots = growing.