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Food is food and meat is meat. The haze of summer was a miserable, muggy time for Fermi. Its entire body was covered in sweat and sluggish, the musty heat weighing him down like a sogged blanket. As such it took shelter in cooler areas, traversing farther north to get away from that dreaded heat. It meant more travel, but to escape summer then Fermi would work until its muscles fell undone. This season though… Fermi hadn’t been able to find a way in time. The area it found itself in was surrounded by water, a coastal fishing town, and typhoons bombarded the shores. Fermi had dug into the ground instead, hoping to wait the weeks out until it could remerge in a cooler, more hospitable weather. It was nearing the end of summer yet in turn the storms only grew heavier. Fermi isn’t sure what it was but it awoke beneath a heavy downpour, feeling the dirt of its cave melt into fresh mud and slime. Eyes opened up, searching for danger and finding none. It was just raining so much it reached