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Posted: Tue Sep 09, 2014 8:31 am
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Once the shivering little coward finally answered Zaire just dropped him back to the ground. It would take to much effort to beat him up, though really not much he gathered judging by the sniffles, it just wouldn't be rewarding. It wouldn't fix his tiredness, his hunger or the stain on his already stained shirt. On a growl he waved the other off and sat under the tree.
Looking down at the smashed up food items as he did, not all of it was ruined.In fact, the monster boil reached out and grabbed one of the more salvageable pieces of food on a glance to the other boil, "I'm eating this...as payment." For his shirt, or whatever, he was ******** eating it. Popping it in his mouth, he might have overdone his chewing on purpose just to mess with the other, eyes narrowed on him as sharp teeth shredded the food in his half open mouth with ease.
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Posted: Sat Sep 13, 2014 12:29 pm
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What a pitiful little creature, glowing eyes narrowed dangerously on the form below him. To think a Halloween born could be so cowardly, it was, it was kind of funny. A slow smile spread thin lips when the Dormouse's tail frizzed in fright.
That was kind of cute, he'd admit, but still pathetic.
When the silk satchel appeared Zaire blinked, head tilting now to make him look more like a curious pulp than a ferocious crocodile. Soon the other monster revealed tea spookies and Zaire hummed at the delicious scent coming from them. A lick over bottom lip and claws were going out to snatch the offered. "Maybe..you aren't so useless.." Grumbling since he was still agitated the monster shoved a handful into his mouth, because tea spookies were far to dainty for one to satisfy him.
After a moment half the bag was gone, the other half tossed back to the cowering figure. "...They're dry..." Not really but they were making him thirsty and he didn't feel like going to get a drink. Staring down the other slowly a hand was placed to his knee then face in his hand to rest. "...But I ...guess I won't eat you.." To much work, and he'd only get thirstier.
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