tortured souls
01-18-2014, 07:54 PM
Kodda's eyes were locked on the ebony male before her. She licked her lips as her belly rumbled. The broken dame hated killing, she thought it was so cruel. But, one had to survive right? She eyed the meal before him but he seemed to notice her and move into a seated position. Kodda nodded to him with a polite smile. He spoke to her and she thought for a few moments. Should she take the man's food? What if he suffered? Kodda eyed him over once, he did not look like he was suffering. His fur was clean and lovely. He was thick with life, not to big not to small. The woman licked her lips again before slithering forward a few steps. "A bite, I suppose." Kodda leaned down and took a tiny nip out of the flesh, swallowing it. The white femme savored the taste but the thoughts of murder flooded her cracked mind. She frowned back backed up a few steps. The woman bowed her head and internally wished the dead animal a wonderful afterlife in paradise. She then came back into the real world and looked to the man. "K-kodda is this ones name." Speech |