After taking a job in a restaurant, Cofn gradually acclimates with her new position, though she remains accident prone, there is now someone around to give her a hand.

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(Quick guide:

Working together, slip up, accidental vore, distress, calling for aid.

After 1st: Settling in, taking a moment to breathe, serenity. )


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Deci: Short term for decimetre.
Chronicle: A series of stories connected but not sequential. Ongoing stories without regular updates. Rapacitor: A predator who eats for the sake of greed and gluttony.)

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“Ja, o-off course.” Cofn responded. The oventaur breathed out a sigh of relief. Her hands went back to the dough, kneading in the spices whilst eyeing the ingredients needed for the next bath of bread, picking down the herbs from the cabinets with one hand as she twisted the final touches to the batter.


Continued in the story above.]