Story
Nomnom has never been good at dealing with overly affectionate types: humans who rush up wanting to rub its belly and tug its ears; or the packs of Puddlipups who swarm it the moment it looks away, lavishing licks on its tail. "Surely these wretched humans and Anima must think I'm food!" Nomnom bristles with fury. And yet, every so often, in the midst of deep sleep, Nomnom dreams of an ice cream cone sprinkled with jellybeans and rich with flavor. Unable to hold back, it bites once... and again... Then, with a howl, it wakes... only to find the sweet taste came from its own tail, clutched tightly in its arms.
