"No!" Roxy shouted, waving her hands. "No, you don't eat the money! You use the money to buy food!"
The large wolf warrior froze. His jaw was clamped shut. His eyes widened slightly. He stayed like that for a second, then slowly, painfully, opened his mouth.
A single gold coin fell out, landing in his palm. It now sported a distinct, V-shaped dent near the edge.
Roxy face-palmed.
[What do you expect from a beast?]
I expected something better.
The warrior rubbed his jaw and grimaced. "It's not tasty. It tastes like... rock."
"Because it is a rock! Sort of!" Roxy shouted, half-laughing and half-horrified. "You don't eat the money, Gunn! You eat what the money buys!"
Gunn pouted, not liking the fact that she was laughing at him.
She approached the warrior, and took the dented coin from his hand, and held it up for the crowd to see.
