"You cannot eat my dice!" Tina pointed at the skag pup.
It looked up at her, its' split mouth holding the bag of dice. It made a confused whine, then spit the bag out.
"This dice, be important, so you cannot eat it. Important dice ain't no food for skags!" Tina scolded.
"Food for skags, is stuff like crumpets, and cookies. Chocolate chip, not raisin." Tina rambled, "Raisin tastes like poop." She added, sitting down cross legged and looking at the skag pup.
The skag pup sniffed the bag and looked back at Tina.
"I know the fancy sparkly number rocks look like them can be food, but they ain't, in-fact, they isn't even tasty!" Tina explained. "It tastes like raisins. No one likes raisins."
The skag pup stared, as if it were listening.
Before it grabbed the bag with its' mouth again and began trying to digest it.
"HEY, WHAT THE MOTHERHECK DID I JUST SAYS TO YOU?!" Tina quickly stood up and put her hands on the skag pup's mouth, trying to prevent it from eating it. "THEM THINGS GON' TASTE LIKE RAISINS!"
