Jace heads in the direction of his favorite meadow, tail swaying contently behind him. He steps over the fence, snatching up a few sheep in his talons and starts swallowing them down. He gulps the fluffers down with ease, the squirming lambs bleats muffled by his slippery esophagus. Jace feels them land in his stomach, compelling his belly to expand nice and steadily. His stomach hangs forward with squirming sheep as he practically inhales them. With a loud belch, Jace takes a break to (cont)