here, fishy, fishy!

Seven would eventually roll back onto his stomach. However his eyes remaimed fixated on the ground. Ears twitching the young girl had instructed the already infected companion to lick the ooze. How smart! He let out a small happy whimper. Seven sometimes didnt know how to contain himself. A trained hunter he had never dealt with something like this before. He watched the cat have a not so good experience. Seven found himself wondering what it did taste like? Would it make him sick. His body stiffened in the laying down position as she addressed him. Seven stared directly at the tips of her paws.

What if she MADE him try it? The instant the words left her lips he crawled forward only a few inches off the ground. It had been months since the masters had shown an interest in him. Seven may not have known but he was drinking up the attention even if it was the barking orders he was used to. He didnt hesitate, resolving himself he opened his jaws and took a clean bite out of the head. Rancid. The boy quickly swallowed what tasted worst then the carrion left overs borias had given him.

The ooze leaked from the edges of his mouth where he had beheaded the fish. The insides looked filled but when the food hit his stomach he felt it lurch. Wretching what he had swallowed came right back up. His stomach muscles sorely pushing the infected item out. With a disgusting squelch spit, vomit, and the head all mixed with different neon colors. After the ordeal... he turned to her smiling and wagging his tail as he stared at her paws. Was he a good boy?