She was asking the real questions now. Instincts told Aztec he ate meat, but did Desire mean by mice, plants, or bugs? Which one of those were meat? He closed his eyes, envisioning himself chasing something small and furry, then killing with once swift bite to the head. Delicious.

"Meat." he said. "Yep, that's what I eat, what ever has meat."

Aztec felt his stomach growl. "You know, I could some right about now."


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@Desire

Desire cocked her head to the side. "Oh. I eat meat, too." She felt a little sad about it, a little ashamed. The shame was for herself - as if in some way she was to be faulted for her own biology - and the sadness was that she had met yet another creature that was fated to live via death. It seemed unfair. Desire thought about his words. "I'll help you hunt." She flicked out her tongue to taste the air, though it was a whirlwind of heat and stone in her mouth.

Much to her surprise, a strong scent assailed her senses. Some kind of rodent was nearby, and as she slithered in its direction, she realized why it was so pungent. It was a nest! Spying a large one, Desire lunged forward, capturing a mouse in her jaws and sending others fleeing, though some in their panic fled in Aztec's direction. She clamped down on the meal-to-be; it was too small to squeeze the life out of, so she crushed it.

@Aztec

Aztec perked up when Desire announced that she a meat too. Perhaps we could look for some together. Before he could open his mouth to say anything she told he that he would help him hunt and slithered away. Aztec padded after her."That's nice of you but--" Before he could finish, flashes of brown fur darted towards his direction.

His eyes widened and his whiskers pursed. Without thinking, Aztec pounced on one of the mice, killing it swiftly with a sharp bite. His eyes snapped towards another one scurrying by and slammed his claws down it. Aztec swished his tail with interest as felt the lift drain from it, then he leaned forward and crushed its spine with his teeth. Aztec looked back at Desire with his kill hanging limply from his mouth. She too had caught a mouse, though she killed it differently, and he found that quite intriguing.



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@Desire

Desire watched as the fuzzy newborn took out two mice in an instant. It was amazing, how lightning fast he'd moved, teeth claiming one and claws the other. She had no claws to speak of, and her teeth didn't do a great deal when she hunted, but clearly they were made to get the same result. She let her catch fall from her mouth and into her tiny, coiling body so she could speak. "You killed them quickly," she said, thinking about her first meeting with the Khloros and the talk of pain and such. "It's good to kill things quick. Then it doesn't hurt them as much." She'd been relying on her teeth a good portion of the time she hunted; very few things could be crushed by a snake her size unless they were held down by clamping jaws. As she'd grown bigger, she'd been able to use more of her body to capture prey, but still, even this Aztec was a more efficient hunter right out of the shell - fuzziness and funny shape and all. She could capture things with great speed, but had no mastery over her form - he did.

Desire looked at Aztec for a little bit. "It takes me a long time to eat things," was all she said, wondering if he had to swallow those mice whole and lay around for a good while after. She never liked it; she felt vulnerable. "I guess you wouldn't know yet. You're built funny, so I wouldn't know either."

@Aztec

Desire said that it was good to kill prey fast, but Aztec couldn't help but feel slightly disappointed when he looked down at his kills. "Oh," He said flatly. Aztec wanted to play with them more. Already, he missed the rush of his prey drive. What a shame it was that the fun ended so quickly. "Honestly, I don't know how I did it." He confessed. Whatever he did came naturally, like a reflex. Aztec began to wonder if he was a born killer. That fact frightened him, yet it also intrigued.

He crouched down next to his kill. The scent made his mouth water, and Aztec became aware of just how famished he felt. He took a bite of the mouse, tearing the carcass in half, and chewed the warm, juicy meat. It was delicious! Aztec gulped and licked his lips, turning his attention back to Desire. "Ooh! This is really good!" He chirped. He snatched up the rest of the mouse, entrails and all, and wolfed it down.

"Desire, do you eat like this or...?" He cocked his head, watching her with his curious, golden eyes. She said she ate slowly, but how?

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@Desire

"I'm the same. I just grab things I want to eat." Aztec dove into his meal, but Desire hesitated to eat. She wouldn't be able to speak with him, and even as she grew hungrier she still wanted to talk with this funny creature. The snake cocked her head in wonderment. It seemed that, a moment ago, he was eating the mouse in bites, and suddenly, the whole thing was being swallowed down! "I'm glad you like it?" she pondered. She certainly could not swallow her food that fast. It took hours just to get a meal down.

"Um, not really. I have to kind of...strangle it...and then swallow it...really slowly. It could take a day or longer. I can't move much, then. And before I've swallowed the whole thing, I can't talk, either." Her ruby eyes drifted to the mouse hungrily, then back to Aztec. "I didn't wanna eat yet if it means I can't talk to you." Aztec was an odd looking thing, but he was nice, and she wanted to help him if she could - maybe be his friend. She didn't want to ruin that for a tiny mouse.

@Aztec