Vium could tell that the glowing woman was growing uncomfortable. Whatever. He really could not place himself in her paws, therefore he did not pay any mind to her emotions. "Well.... it happens to the...best of us, I do suppose." He released a small chuckle, rolling his eyes at himself. With a shake of his head, he padded behind a tree, taking in a whiff of its thick, fresh moss. "Hopefully you've at least been feeding yourself... you know?" He would not have shared his fawn with her anyways.
You are responsible for your own life. It would be the day that hell froze over that Vium as a loner would share his own meal. No, he was not selfish, he was just surviving. The thought of the fawn almost made him drool- he could go for another one. Sometimes, it felt as if his stomach was an endless pit. As he walked around the tree, the dark man turned sharply, rearing up onto his hind paws. He smacked his large front paws down upon the trunk of the tree.
With an obnoxious yawn, he raked his claws downward, tearing into the moss and shredding it up. Small insects fleed in horror as he did this to the damp greenery. When his paws finally hit the ground, Vium stared at his masterpiece in silence. Eyes brought themselves back to Cali, not really caring what her expression would be toward him or his actions.
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