Tanya yawned and stretched as she woke up that morning. She hadn’t been able to make any bedding or door for her cave so she left the cave mouth open and slept on her clothes. She stepped out of her cave and found some fruit on the trees nearby for her breakfast.
Tanya licked the juice from her fingers when she finished the fruit. “Mmmm, that fruit was good. But I could really go for another of those tiny islanders.” She said to herself.
Before she went to hunt for a little snack Tanya went to work on her cave cover and somewhere to sleep. She was able to weave together the long sturdy grasses into a hammock she hung between a pair of stalagmites, and using the leaves from some palm trees she made a curtain to seal the cave from the elements. “Well now that that’s done, it’s time for the hunt.” Tanya said with sinister excitement.
Tanya didn’t have to hunt long before she captured a tiny male islander. All the playing she did with him was slurping him in slowly, headfirst so his screams wouldn’t alert any others nearby, before swallowing. “This’ll never get old, no matter how many times I do it.” Tanya giggled.
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