"It's a weird feeling," replied a voice from one of the minis in a dazed tone. "But yeah, I'm fine, keep going. I'm glad I taste good!" she giggled.<br/><br/>///Meanwhile...\\\<br/><br/>"For when you need that extra kick," read Chris off the packet, peering into it. "What the hell is this stuff?" he said, grinning.<br/>The gator girl gave him a pleading look. "Aww, please? I saved up for those...trust me, it's nothing bad, and you'll like it too!" She crawled over to him, giving him another look. "Oh, fine," he muttered, opening the packet over his mouth.<br/><br/>"No!" she yelped. "You're only meant to take one..." by this time, the wolf had emptied nearly half the pack down his throat, and he gave her an odd look. "What do you mean? What's gonna hhapppp...." he trailed off, staring directly downward. "I'm sure I can normally fit my paw around that...why is it getting bigger?"<br/><br/>((Just a little non-canon thing. Decided to do it to flesh out the post, and because I hadn't really defined what Chris would be doing.))