Rasha in Wonderland

Rasha began to drool and ooze long tendrils from her maw. She began to lick and slop to try to control it, but nothing kept the thick strands from hanging from her lips, dusting the ground and dampening her front paws.

Despite this, something drew her attention and a figure stood there, offering her wares for her currency. She looked at the go fast juice and thought that maybe she'd be speedy, but right now she was trying to get better. The serious steroids offered enough mystery that the youngling thought it might cure her from her woes.

"That one, please," she said, pointing to the steroids.