After wandering off from Orc, R decided to try to work his way back to the watering hole. Maybe he could catch another Tribute there; at this point R was hungry enough to settle for anything mammal and with a pulse, although he'd really prefer human if push came to shove. Anything less was like a tiny step above nothing at all. His first time trying deer? Threw it back up while the hunger smirked knowingly. And M had bragged about trying the human's Carbtein, how it got stuck in his gums for days and shredded them to pieces like it was a war story. R never did find out if he was groaning the truth.
R was hungry enough he'd almost try one of those.
Wandering back to the watering hole nabbed him a rattlesnake on the way, basking out on a rock and too sluggish with the heat to slither away on him. One bite to snap off the head and R had junk food dangling from his hand. Its tail was still dragging along the sand as R arrived and realized he was good and lost and this wasn't the watering hole. Great. Of course he'd get lost. Why was he even surprised?
Instead he bumped into Shion. Not literally, for a change - R spotted a little human figure staggering around in the distance, warped by the heat coming up in waves from the desert. His mouth dropped open as he instinctively inhaled. No smell. More of a specific scent, like a negative of a picture. Dead smell. R hurried over as fast as his corpse would allow, kicking up sand and recognizing that head of white hair from here.
"Sss....shion?" R asked, wincing inside, as he got close enough to talk. R held out the dead rattlesnake, as if it could make it up to the kid. "Hun...gry?"
Look, R brings gifts. :|
R was hungry enough he'd almost try one of those.
Wandering back to the watering hole nabbed him a rattlesnake on the way, basking out on a rock and too sluggish with the heat to slither away on him. One bite to snap off the head and R had junk food dangling from his hand. Its tail was still dragging along the sand as R arrived and realized he was good and lost and this wasn't the watering hole. Great. Of course he'd get lost. Why was he even surprised?
Instead he bumped into Shion. Not literally, for a change - R spotted a little human figure staggering around in the distance, warped by the heat coming up in waves from the desert. His mouth dropped open as he instinctively inhaled. No smell. More of a specific scent, like a negative of a picture. Dead smell. R hurried over as fast as his corpse would allow, kicking up sand and recognizing that head of white hair from here.
"Sss....shion?" R asked, wincing inside, as he got close enough to talk. R held out the dead rattlesnake, as if it could make it up to the kid. "Hun...gry?"