During breakfast

This time, she focused more magic on the this, and it showed when Cynder ate the omelet, her eyes shooting wide open and humming in bliss.

"Hmm, this is the best dish I've ever tasted," said Cynder, "Dam, you're real great with food."

Ember blushed. "Oh, it's nothing."

"No, you've got a real talent."

Ember blushed harder and said, "What do you want to do today. I figured you can't stay cooped up here like last time, so why don't we go out a little? We can go shopping or fly around in the valley."

"Maybe," Cynder replied, mostly focusing on the omelet.

It was quite big. Ember had used a good half dozen large eggs, a couple cups of cheese and milk to make it. She worked through it one bite at a time, her frame seeming to thicken just a little more with each swallow. By the time she was finished she was definitely looking soft. Not fat, not even chubby, but genuinely softer all over.

"Though, where do you want to go today?" asked Ember.

Cynder thought for a while before she decided to....