Jul 22 2020, 05:10 PM
... excuse moi
Toxic eyes slid to the side at the first sign of motion, and legs tucked beneath itself in preparation to stand up. The spear wasn't in the hybrid's hands, but Alpha glared nonetheless - four neon spotlights half-marred by the unhealed gash fixing all on Hunter. His mouth was stuffed full of fruit, and his arms held just as plentiful a bounty.
The orthoclase shifted, situating its rear half on the row of collapsed bleachers behind itself. It propped itself up on its forelimbs, and stared. There was no point in covering its ass with Vargas only a short ways off, but it was tired enough to begrudgingly snatch up the offering.
That being said - personal space. Quills bristled and it pointedly shuffled away an inch or so with a brief growl. Nothing world-ending, but still a let me have space and time with my fruit.
All that done, Alpha set to work on the mango peel with its claws. It cut a line all the way around the mango, then used its teeth to carve off strips and get at the cheek inside. The kaiju was altogether way too skillful and automatic with the motions for something that really ought be an obligate carnivore.
@Hunter
The orthoclase shifted, situating its rear half on the row of collapsed bleachers behind itself. It propped itself up on its forelimbs, and stared. There was no point in covering its ass with Vargas only a short ways off, but it was tired enough to begrudgingly snatch up the offering.
That being said - personal space. Quills bristled and it pointedly shuffled away an inch or so with a brief growl. Nothing world-ending, but still a let me have space and time with my fruit.
All that done, Alpha set to work on the mango peel with its claws. It cut a line all the way around the mango, then used its teeth to carve off strips and get at the cheek inside. The kaiju was altogether way too skillful and automatic with the motions for something that really ought be an obligate carnivore.
@Hunter