"Ah!" Myri exclaimed excitedly as she spied the apples.  Before Alabaster could even blink, she was in the tree's branches, examining the many varities of apples that hung from them.  She settled at last on a large green variety, the kind that seemed most familiar to her.  Humming happily to herself, she plucked an apple roughly the size of her two fists, opened her mouth, and shoved it in whole.  As she swallowed the large green fruit, which formed a visible bulge in her throat, she picked several more and gorged herself on them.  After several minutes she climbed down with a wide grin on her face, her belly slightly larger and a bit more translucent than before.  "I think it's time to sleep now," she announced, yawning softly.<br/><br/>Alabaster glanced toward the sun.  "She might be right," he admitted.  "It's getting on toward dusk."<br/><br/>((If dusk is a problem for anyone, let me know and I'll edit.))