"Huh, what's this?" Leaning forward on my cush velvet throne pillow, I looked at the tiny creature before us. It as barely even a snack, much less a meal for an appetite like mine. But it could be rather fun to play with. Recognizing my glance, the nearest Neemon rushed over to grab the mouse, intending to toss him up to me. As I waited for my servant I layed back on the pillow, yawning a bit before licking my lips. The earlier feast was a start, but not nearly enough to satisfy my regal appetite.