a bit of a stretch

Peter did fill far more slowly than the badger, but he also ate far more than was necessarily wise. It was rare that he felt full like this, but it was as strangely nice as everything else had been. Given that he was full though, he was happy to step away when Loren suggested it, his attention shifting to his kin when he heaved our a sigh. There was a quiet buzz of concern, but no words spent after it, Peter still feeling awkward enough to not want to intrude in on whatever Loren was going through. Yea, I’ll see you. He agreed quickly, pausing for only a moment when Adam was mentioned before continuing. I’ll tell him too. With his assurances made, Peter watched the badger trundle away, then turned to press through a more well established path, not quite done in the woods yet. End Peter The only thing I know is this: I am full of wounds and still standing on my feet.