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N/A · 08-25-2014, 06:12 PM

Quietly the scent of a freshly killed meal would waft toward the striped child, a mirage amongst the scent of the predator that had pursued him. His stomach would growl against his ribs, guts beating at the fragile bones as if he were eating himself from the inside. What if it was poisoned? A trap to lure him out from his measly shelter so whatever predator could devour him? He was an easy -- but bony -- meal just waiting to be tricked. This time he'd hopefully not be as na?ve. Kaleidoscope gems watched the legs of his pursuer approach, the prey falling deftly from clamped jaws in front of the shade. He had obviously seen and scented the small child already, words slipping from inky lips. "A-are you s-sure? Y-you aren't g-going to eat m-me?" His small striped skull and large black ears would dart forward from the shadows momentarily to snatch up the hare, dragging it back into the shade, regardless of what the strange creature would answer with.

Noisily he would nip the hare, the sniff the whole meal for any funky and strange accents to the prey smell. When he would account for every part of the tender meal, he would begin to noisily suck it down, eating as much of the rabbit as he could siphon with his tongue and small muzzle. He was full and satisfied once the hare was left as a grotesquely twisted ribcage, with every limb and head intact. Salmon tinted tongue would swipe across his jowls, freeing any chunks of meat caught in his whiskers. "T-thank you..." Perhaps this could be his new father, if he'd allow the striped child to call him a father and follow him to whatever home he resided in. Slowly he would slither from the den, limbs still rather weak, his tail between legs fearfully from being so exposed. "W-would it be o-okay for me to come w-with you? C-can I call you D-dad?"

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