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Isabel looked at the
things in front of her. They looked so different now than when she
was young 2 weeks ago. She can't believe that this is what she had
thrived on for her entire life.
They were just a bunch of
leaves, seeds, petals. Solid plant matter. It disgusts her now. Even
the very thought of consuming solid matter disgusted her. Heck, the
very thought of having a mouth able to chew disgusted her.
She stretched her wings
and flew at the leaves and seeds. “Have at thee vile provisions!”.
She rammed the plants as hard as she could. Which wasn't very hard.
She still couldn't believe how different all these things looked now,
she still had to get used to the compound eyes after coming out of
her cocoon 3 minutes ago. She had a few more goes at the leaves,
everything that reminded her of her time as a caterpillar angered her
now. It didn't have much effect.
“God I'm exhausted...
time to tank some energy... I've never had nectar before... I
should try nectar...”
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