Beautiful table by ALAINE
Slender limbs moved with speed across tall, green grass. Bleeding sunset eyes held on to the agile creature darting along the path before him, most reluctant to allow it to escape his hungry stare. The rabbit was quick, but eventually, death caught up with it regardless. Itachi did prefer the optime form to four legs, but he did not mind the variation. His trek had brought him away from Salsola’s familiar scenery, but he was by no means lost. A sense of direction and splendid senses would always lead him to his desired destinations.
Red, hot liquid stained his muzzle as he bit into the lesser creature, and held still for a moment or two to allow the last death cramps to cease. The splendid taste made everything burn just a little bit brighter, but while the blood was best while it was hot, he would take his time. The hybrid had patience carved out of rock, and would let death linger between his jaws as he slowly feasted on his trophy. Blonde ears swivelled; paying full attention to his surroundings as he ate, at a snail's pace. But the slave’s blood had owned a richer taste than this young prey. It should be a disturbing fact, but he wasn’t moved by knowledge of the monster inside. It was who he was.
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