a different stink
Marauder
Bloodletter
09-19-2021, 06:03 AM
hunting 1/3
Kuroki wasn't the mean sort but he couldn't say he liked being poked fun of either. His expression crinkled, nose twitching, only to loosen up a little once she began her apologetic rush. He couldn't find it within himself to come down hard on her when clearly she didn't mean it, that or she was chickening out last moment. Either way Kuroki decided he didn't care enough to chew on it like an old stick, time to move on. "Ew no." He was pretty sure they were meant to be there...since his sire had them too. She was clearly putting too much thought into it though, so Kuroki reached out to give her claws a flick. Hoping she'd raise her gaze and stop being all apologetic, it was getting old fast." You feel that? They're made of the same stuff, apparently. I don't notice them unless I look up." He'd been about to get all smug about her last little comment before the breeze rolled in, delivering a new scent on a silver platter right to the pale of his nose. A deer of some kind? Kuroki shot the girl a curious look. "You smell that? You can make it up to me by helping me bring it down. Then split it half and half?" Kuroki was fair, mostly. But more than that he didn't feel like hauling a whole deer back home, even with the help of his companions who were...somewhere. "Think it's this way..." Kuroki turned on his heel and pushed himself into the brush, knowing it was probably feeding somewhere around here. |
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