Sheath tries chocolate

It may have been a cliche.

And nothing really goes by in jamma without Sheath knowing.

She ran into the Jamma Township inn.

"Father, I'm sorry I'm late but- "

Sheath's paws skidded across the floor as she noticed a strange creature slumped over in her cook-shop.

"Not again." she groaned.

It had only been a few days ago when a rhinoceros had gotten on the wrong side of the counter. He went on a rampage, destroying all the food.

But this creature didn't look like it was from jamma. It had pale skin and no fur except for a long section on its head. It was dressed in clothes, and stood on two legs. But perhaps the strangest thing were its paws, which had tentacle like appendages reaching out of them.

"Hello." it said eerily. "You must be Sheath."

Sheath nodded her head slowly.

"No need to be afraid." it muttered.

"Who are you?" Sheath cried.

._._._.

"Who am I? Who am I....

That does sound a lot like you. But you should know me."

Sheath became desperate.

"WHAT DO YOU WANT FROM ME?"

The creature silently slid a package, titled "Hershey's" toward her.

"Eat it." it muttered.

Sheath slowly undid the wrapper, and took a bite out of the brown bar.

Her confusion had subdued the flavor, but whatever it was, Sheath felt a sudden joy when eating it. The sunlight beamed on her face, now forming a wide-spread grin....

GASP!

Sheath woke up with a start. She examined her surroundings to see her tent-mates, and one of which, Quiver by name, was asking her what had happened.

"I... I don't know." she stuttered. "I ate food..."

"A nightmare about food?" Quiver suggested.

"No.. not a nightmare..." Sheath breathed.

"It was perfect."