The others immediately followed her.
Elowen and Caelia shared one of the sofas while the other three settled into thickly padded chairs.
In an obvious attempt to avoid answering, Mirabelle immediately shoved food into her mouth.
The others ate far more elegantly while watching her with frightening intensity.
Well.
To be precise:
Elowen's long lashes fluttered dramatically.
Caelia's warm brown eyes never left Mirabelle's face for even a second.
Stars seemed to dance inside Nymeria's dark owl eyes.
And Lysandra's sapphire gaze sparkled mischievously.
"So?" the fox female pressed impatiently, returning to her earlier question.
Unfortunately, Mirabelle had stuffed far too much food into her mouth at once.
Suddenly, her throat felt painfully dry.
She swallowed forcefully — and immediately began choking.
Coughing violently, she grabbed at the table while trying to breathe.
Nymeria calmly patted her back while Caelia silently held out a glass toward her.
