Ares Blodyn meet me halfway to your heart

Ares lay in his field of flowers on his belly, breathing in the faint smell of his growing creations. He had spent a lot of time just laying around, recently, thinking about how to escape the need to eat meat. It didn't taste bad, but didn't taste that good either. Up until this point, he'd been eating it out instinct rather than liking the taste.
The Shiba knew he had to eat something.

But he hated killing.

Now, though, he was confident that he knew how to use his magic to draw nutrients from a plant, so he could digest it properly.

So, standing up && walking over to a bush beside the Crystal River, Ares began chewing on the fresh leaves && sweet berries. They tasted much better than the meat, no question.
While Ares filled his belly with the berries, he mused about how he would know whether his trick had worked or not - only time would tell, he assumed.

Growing strong.

Ares Blodyn meet me halfway to your heart

With his belly filled with the sweet, red && violet berries, Ares sat back down near his flower field && focused on the feeling of his filled stomach, trying to aid his digestion with his magic.

Attempt: Spell - Digest

With his trick maybe or maybe not working, Ares comfortably settled down && closed his eyes, taking a nap despite only having been up for a few hours.
Sleep came easily to the puppy && along came the dreams of a flourishing cave under his paw. He dreamed about his friends living on these meadows with him, enjoying his creations && cherishing him for them.

Everyone had fun, no one was angry or mean, everyone shared && no one was alone. A dream indeed, but Ares thought to himself, perhaps one he could help make true.

Growing strong.