=Nightshade=
Previously Night's Shadow
“I’ll come,” Val said. In reality, her avian metabolism meant that she needed about a thousand more calories than a normal person in order to stay full. So she was grateful for the chance to snag some chow. She stood, stretching, keeping her wings tucked in tight so as not to infringe on anyone’s personal space. She’d always found hot dogs disgusting—did people even know what was in them?—but she could definitely go for some high-cal chips. “I would not mind chips. Kinda hungry, actually.”