Earlier that afternoon, the boy had thought about taking a little hike through the mountains. Just to enjoy a little self time and the fresh air up high. And so, he did. The boy was at peace. He loved taking little walks through pretty places. And this place, so far, was beautiful. He liked climbing the mountains, looking through the distance, etc.. But now he was on leveled ground, strolling through the bushes and the shade of a few trees. As he strolled, he thought about the purple wolf he met not too long ago. She was fascinating and very pretty...but the aroma of another wolf was on her. A shame, really. He was kind of into that cute little confidence of a wolf. So he had lost interest in her immediately. Besides, there were plenty of other girls out there! Some weird, some awkward...but some perfect. He wanted to meet someone perfect. For now he'd just stroll and enjoy life while he was still living!
But suddenly he was abruptly cut off as the sound of rocks crashing together slithered into his ears. Ears pricking forward, Rivulet focused his eyes straight forward and began to drink in the air around him. Goat, wolf. But the smell of goat was closer. That's what he'd focus on a bit more. The banana boy took a step of unease, when suddenly, a big white figure propelled before him. Gaping, Rivulet whirled around and watched it hobble around him in shock. No time to waste...? The man twisted his whole massive frame around and sprung forward, wrapping his forearms around the goat and sending a split maw into it's spine. The two fell over together and nearly slipped down the hill, but Rivulet caught himself and continued his work. Blood gushed into his mouth and his ivories began to ache as the goat squirmed uncontrollably in his jaws. He worked his way up the goat while managing to remain holding it down, until he finally got his teeth around the neck. Squeezing, he felt a soft pop, taking note that he had guessed his spot right. The beast let out a squeal and managed to weakly kick him in the gut. But it was not enough to send him backward.
Rivulet grunted and continued to squeeze down hard on the goat, suffocating it, killing it. And after a few moments the job was finished. The patched man slowly pushed himself onto his paws and glanced around aimlessly. When he first saw the goat, it looked exhausted and panicked. Someone else must of been chasing it but gave up...? Taking a moment to catch his breath, the man licked his bloody lips and bit into the goat's rear end. He began to drag the goat the way it appeared, until suddenly the wolf scent he detected earlier grew strong. And he thought it would of fled by now...! Rivulet released the dead goat and glanced down, seeing a grey and blackish looking figure somewhat below him.
He took hold of the goat again and made his way to the stranger calmly, yielding before their sprawled out body and dropping the goat. The man smiled down at her exhausted body and stretched his paw out to nudge her gently. A few muffled words slipped off his tongue. I'm assuming this is your goat? The girl looked exhausted. Her sides heaved, she was rolled onto her sides...unless she was just relaxing while breathing heavily? What a weird procedure. Nah, this was her goat. He knew it.
"Speech"
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