06-04-2024, 04:15 PM
If he was being completely honest with himself, Kole himself couldn't fathom why he'd been so nervous and secretive about his sanguine hungered nature. He lived with a bunch of cannibals, and if they weren't cannibals, they were deranged in... Some other type of way. Not exactly the type who'd judge him harshly because he needed to consume a little blood every now and then to keep himself afloat.
He filed that invitation away for later. Openly feed as a vampire, eh? Well, now that he had the big boss's go ahead, count him in. Hiding it was tiring and bothersome and wholly inconvenient; you wouldn't catch Kole complaining.
'That's not what you actually want, is it?'
Those words rang in his head like somebody had just chimed a church bell directly above him. He turned his head, brow muscles furrowed in an expression of thoughtfulness, to meet Meteor's golden gaze head-on. What ever could he... Mean? His tongue flicked out, swiping along his maw in a wolfish gesture, licking at his too-sharp teeth. The muscle of his tongue was cut cleanly, but Kole didn't bleed.
"Hunting is tiring," he rumbled quietly, rolling onto his side, the fur along his shoulders bristled slightly. He was taking a big gamble here, and he was visibly preparing himself for some kind of backlash. "Consumes a lot of energy; and if I haven't fed in a while, I might not even be able to catch anything... But if I had an, ahem, willing donor... It'd certainly be easier."
He filed that invitation away for later. Openly feed as a vampire, eh? Well, now that he had the big boss's go ahead, count him in. Hiding it was tiring and bothersome and wholly inconvenient; you wouldn't catch Kole complaining.
'That's not what you actually want, is it?'
Those words rang in his head like somebody had just chimed a church bell directly above him. He turned his head, brow muscles furrowed in an expression of thoughtfulness, to meet Meteor's golden gaze head-on. What ever could he... Mean? His tongue flicked out, swiping along his maw in a wolfish gesture, licking at his too-sharp teeth. The muscle of his tongue was cut cleanly, but Kole didn't bleed.
"Hunting is tiring," he rumbled quietly, rolling onto his side, the fur along his shoulders bristled slightly. He was taking a big gamble here, and he was visibly preparing himself for some kind of backlash. "Consumes a lot of energy; and if I haven't fed in a while, I might not even be able to catch anything... But if I had an, ahem, willing donor... It'd certainly be easier."
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