[color=yellow][b]Kit[/b][/color]

Kit ignored the look Gustav gave her - he did it often enough that she almost didn't notice it any more.  Instead, she just continued her pout until she was rewarded with the delicious eggy goodness.  Upon receiving said deliciousness, she quickly devoured it, licking her fingers of the scraps once finished.  She then started going through meats.

Once she registered Gustav's question through the food haze, she paused, head tilted cutely and a look of concentration on her face.  [color=yellow]"Well,"[/color] she began, still eating.  [color=yellow]"My dad hunted - deer, rabbit, duck, goose, bear, squirrel, everything he could hunt.  Except fox, for some reason..."[/color]  She trailed off, in thought for a moment or three, before returning to the present.  [color=yellow]"He always skinned them himself - I helped once or twice, before I was brought here - and store the meat in the big chest freezer we had in the pantry.  We didn't eat much store bought meat, just what dad hunted - pork bacon's not [i]nearly[/i] as good as deer bacon."[/color]  She waved a strip at Gustav as demonstration.  [color=yellow]"Every once and a while, the freezer would fill up, and mom would take the oldest meats and make a stew.  She's called it Kit Stew for as long as I can remember - I assume that's cause I like it so much."[/color]

She shrugged, before blushing in embarrassment at how much she rambled.  [color=yellow]"Um, what about you?"[/color] she mumbled, hoping to divert attention away from herself.

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