09-20-2019, 02:24 PM
Three new arrivals to the scene, and all of them were sort of echoing Leroy's words, although Crowley's addition made a slightly anxious noise leave Wormwood's throat. The demon was right, of course, that this should have been cause for concern. The wildlife could become more and more infected with whatever had happened to that squirrel, and the thought of that made Worm's stomach roll with nausea. If nobody could eat the oddly mutated prey, it could go as far as to cause a shortage in the food for Tanglewood, and... god, he didn't even want to think about that. Especially with Vathmos around, talking about how she used to eat her tribe mates – where was Vathmos, anyways? He hadn't seen the hyena in ages, admittedly, and he hoped that she was doing alright, and hadn't just snapped up a mutated piece of prey and dropped dead without anybody noticing. Sighing a bit, the hellhound barked as he nodded to everyone that had now approached, "Yeah, it was up and walking around like that... it seemed just fine, but it looked all fucked up, kinda like me in this form." He gestured to his own slowly rotting hellhound form before sighing and glancing towards Torren, "Yeah, you're both right... I'll keep an eye out for more like that, but that was the first one that I've seen since I joined, so I don't think it's a usual thing... hopefully nothing comes from it. I don't really want us having any problems with our food supply."
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— Reggan