Beautiful table by ALAINE
His attention was not allowed to linger with the taste of coagulated blood, for the younger girl spoke up quickly enough after he had turned his fiery gaze from her form. Taking his time, he swallowed a fleshy chunk of meat before turning back to her. They were all different from him, though also different from each other. Certain canines would have walked away at his lack of response, but not she. But it wasn’t because she was observant of his heritage. Itachi had only seen his sire once, and had difficulty deciding if he resembled the man that had forced the seed of life into his mother’s womb.
”Itachi,” bloody lips offered, and he fully turned towards her, though not with curiosity. Was she one of the persistent souls that sought to flee from their own company no matter the price? Itachi preferred loneliness before company, though the quality of another creature’s presence would vary, of course. The girl reminded her of a man he never had and never would meet. Her nature was that of an innocent, and he pitied the day when she would be forced to face reality.
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