by Agent Maine(Meta) » Tue Jun 25, 2019 10:48 am
John finds the closest location that has stalkers. Can't blame him for wanting to hunt something new after all. So he finds a stalker den and lores out the smallest stalker he could, tail wagging ever so faintly as he soon pounces on it. Some shrieking and wrestlin before he finally brings the beast down and cracks into the scaled plating. Its... definitely a unique taste. And the meat is a bit... more stringy then he expected nore is it at filling. It leaves his mouth alittle numb actually. But he shrugs that off, its enough for now. Thus he cleans himself up quickly, heads back to old haven and to the coffee shop.
He orders rhys usual delights and his preferred, once more tips the nerve teenage boy that seems to be in here more frequently now that the other girl is gone before heading back into atlas.
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