Fierce pangs ravaged Viola’s body. An insane thirst drove her through the woods, her sense of smell heightened. She followed the trail of heat, not caring what the source of that heat might be. In her plagued mind, it meant food.
The leaves taunted her with its scent. The changes within her new body caused an awkwardness that hampered her pursuit. Suddenly, she lost the scent. Her thirst screamed in response. She stepped into a small glade and multiple aromas overtook her. Only one stood out.
It overpowered the others, and she followed it. The smell grew stronger as she walked. There, behind a thick patch of poisonous weeds, were the reddest berries she’d ever seen. She pulverized them; grabbing handfuls and shoving them in her mouth, feeling the thick juice run down her throat, temporarily squashing her thirst.
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