Late late at night, a little grub had inched it's way into Sevali's tent. It was only as long as the height vessel at most. They inched right over to sevali and gently nibbled them. Not doing any harm but feeding off some soul.
She blinks awake blearily, a light sleeper as usual, and looks down at the little thing on her leg. A grub, but not one of hers. Her daughters were quietly sleeping between her front legs; unaware of the grub next to them. She smiled gently, lifting the grub into her arms. “Well hello there, little one. Where did you come from?”
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