Despite the fact that Bery had just eaten fish, her mouth salivated. She lifted the piz'za up to her jaws slowly, blowing on it to cool it down a little. The kitten took the pointed end into her mouth, and bliss attacked her.
The cheese melted on her tongue, and the meat played an orchestra of flavor. The seasoning for the meat made a slight spicy taste, but it added to the profile of the tasty song. Melodies of delicious goodness chimed in her mouth, and she gripped Valerie's thigh to ground herself in reality.
Valerie for her part was trying to play it cool. She pretended as if the god of flavor didn't march on her taste buds. The dragoness acted like there wasn't a brutal war being fought on her tongue for the glorious battle of pizza. The garlic dough signaled its troops to battle, assaulting with war horns of delicacy.
"Mmhmm," the dragoness said. "This pizza is actually quite good."
