Each Day Gone By
12-23-2016, 07:38 PM
He would listen to every word she had to offer. Maybe one day he would be doing this by himself for her. Who knew? He would follow and observe quietly, watching as she retrieved the kill and then handed to him. He looked down at the piece of meat, big enough for a wolf his size, and would then gobble it down. Blood filled around his ebony lips as he didn't even look at the woman a second time. He was so used to dead and rotting meat that this fresh kill was gold to him. He was lucky that he hadn't died from the things he had eaten. When he was finished, his red eyes looked widely at his mistress and he felt somewhat of an uncomfortable feeling. Licking his lips he rose to meet her eyes completely. "Would you like a squirrel too...? Perhaps I could help you with something else..." He offered to her previous request of something more to fill their appetite. He was tiny, the least he could do was run in front of the animal and trip it. He would definitely need some training and the female was sure to teach him so he could be of use to her. |