Gilda's Breakfast

'“Dude, believe me. You have not lived until you've eaten fresh bacon in the morning. It's enough to make any vegetarian drool. Trust me.” Gilda smugly retorted to Trixie's snippy comment.
“If you do not appreciate the bountiful meal that Trixie has so graciously offered and provided, then you can fetch your own breakfast.” Trixie huffed and sat down, expelling a small dust cloud from the ground below her. She bit into a bundle of buttercup daisies and began to chew so loudly and with enough force in an attempt to try and drown Gilda out.

Gilda watch intently behind Trixie as she finished her over-dramatic performance that, in her opinion, could have merited a nomination for an award. The griffin pounced, prompting Trixie to dive for cover. When the dust settled, Gilda had captured a small field mouse and dangled it by its tail.
"Now, this is what I'm talking about." Gilda exclaimed.
The sound of Gilda crunching into the mouse's bones made Trixie physically ill to the point where she had to stop herself from expelling her breakfast.'

Excerpt from Chapter 3: Deuces Wild.
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**NOTE: I was originally trying to have an animated gif of this comic, but it wouldn't export correctly, so I did a very simple flash of it.
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