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Dwight acknowledged, and the two walked side by side. By the time night fully settled over the valley, the bonfire blazed. Flames consumed resin-soaked logs, crackling as tongues of fire leapt upward, radiating heat outward. The air thickened with the primal scent of charcoal, fat, marrow, and blood—a wildness unique to the pack. This was no ordinary gathering. It was a feeding. A massive iron pot hung above the flames. Bones, game birds, and herbs simmered slowly, broth bubbling as dark steam spiraled upward. Several werewolves shifted instinctively, Adam's apples rolling, fangs glinting faintly behind lips.

I said and Carmella handed me a brand new cauldron. I started to create fire using firewood Carmella had already prepared. I tried to manipulate the air to make the fire spread faster. More oxygen bigger fire right? After there's a stable fire, I put the cauldron and immediately put the bacon on while lowering the heat of the flames using fire manipulation. I never thought that cooking is a great way to practice magic but I can't cook and manipulate magic "Carmella, can you do the cooking while I manipulate the fire? I'll give you the instructions."

She left her hair down to dry in the sun and accompanied the women back up to the room where a meal had been laid out. She looked for Dexter, and tried to ignore the flicker of disappointment she felt when she could not find him. In the camp the women ushered her into their circle and plied her with a delicious stew,salad and cardamom-flavoured coffee similar to what she had drunk with dexter. As they ate and chatted, they mimed questions which amyra did her best to answer in a similar fashion.

“Make sure the new recruits are feeling right at home.” The captain saluted. Aurelius and his warriors left like nothing happened, though the crowd dispersed in an even gloomier state. My stomach started rumbling. After all the terrible things I had witnessed, I could use some chow to calm my nerves. I followed my nose to the delicious scent of whatever they cooked somewhere in this camp. It was nice that all the fissures here were filled up. Not sure if it was Sir Chandos’s doing or the Blood Eagles’. Eventually, I found the line to their kitchen tent. The cook gave me beef stew, freshly baked bread, three slices of ham, and iced milk. It was quite a hearty meal.

Before Ami could refuse some more, Rain pushed her down gently on one of the chairs and proceeded to spoon feed her until Ami scowled and grabbed the spoon from Rain’s hand. “I am not an invalid, Rain. I can feed myself. Auntie Claudia, I will be myself again in no time, don’t you worry. Hmm, I forgot how yummy this food is.” Ami said while spooning mung bean soup into her mouth. It is her favorite food in the manor, mung bean soup with meat and Taro stalks. Only Doris can cook it to perfection. Suddenly, her appetite came back with revenge. She finished the bowl in a few seconds and was asking for a second.

“She’s useless anyway. It’s good you want to pull your weight around here. You’ll get a lot farther than she does, I promise you that.” “Oh, uh, thanks. What should I make?” I asked. “Eh, soup’s always good. We got a camp stove over there. Grab the big pot and put in whatever looks soupy to you.” “Okay,” I said with a smile. Soup was perfect. With all the spices and different flavors, no one would notice the taste of the sedative. And it would be easy to pour it in while seasoning the broth. I gathered cans of vegetables and beans, and some decent cuts of what smelled like rabbit and venison. It would make a nice stew. Too bad I couldn’t eat any of it.

DEREK The trout crackled over the flames, the skin curling and blistering as the fat sizzled into the fire. It smelled amazing—woodsmoke, lemon, the faint tang of salt I’d sprinkled from a packet I found in the supply box. I was proud of the sear, honestly. Not bad for fish cooked on a stick beside a makeshift fire at the edge of nowhere. I slid it off the skewer and onto one of the tin plates, careful not to burn my fingers. Aiden was perched on a log nearby, swinging his legs, poking the ground with a stick like it owed him money.

They cry, and I’m fairly sure more of the girls join us. After we all finish crying, we set up camp and start cooking, the large pot bubbling in the fire. The meat is mixed with water, some of the dried supplies, and some herbs the girls gathered. We’re all looking forward to real hot food tonight. Already we’ve been sharing around some of the fried meat, and several of the girls remaining in wolf form have been eating the remains of the carcass. No one will have an empty belly tonight. The camp settles in for the night quickly. I think the emotions have exhausted the others as much as they have me.

“Don’t you have something better to do? Maybe they need help with dinner. Since you seem to be an expert on that.” I poked my tongue into the inside of my cheek and turned. “Whatever,” I muttered, making my way over to the main area of camp. A fire had been started, and someone was making broth for tonight’s stew using dried bouillon powder and some root vegetables that had been foraged. “Man, one of those rabbits would be perfect for the stew,” I heard the cook muttering as he stirred the pot. “I saw a big, fat one earlier,” another Gamma replied. He looked up then, spotting me. “Liora! Are you free?”

But seeing some of the 'Ingredients' that look like some Cthulu is pretty nerve-wracking and some even look like human but suddenly it split its head like a bunch of teeth and eyes along tentacles with blades at the tip of the tentacle(Parasite anime lol), so he automatically burnt the thing that looks inedible to ashes with his fire breath. At least some of it is ingredients he recognizes such as pigs and such, so knowing both girls can't cook at all he started to learn how to cook. Not that he can't cook in the first place... If anything he's pretty good at it because his mom used to teach him. But because his old exes always want to cook for him he never cooks anymore, so after a bit of r