A Welcome Change to the Menu

[1300ft_freefall]

[Alex squints up into the light filtering down between the leaves of the trees around him, looking for the bird he'd just heard making an unfamiliar call. When he fails to find it after a moment, he gives up and returns to the task at hand.]


...Which happens to be the butchering of a skinned and gutted deer carcass hanging from a tree. His hands have become enormous, wickedly sharp claws, which he uses to cleanly slice off pieces of the animal. He's been hard at work for some time, judging by the pile of fresh, cleanly-sliced venison set on a nearby boulder. Still, there's a lot of work left to do, a lot of meat still left on the carcass. Surely more than one person could reasonably finish before it spoiled, right...?

Something else moves in the forest, snapping a twig or perhaps just rustling some bushes a bit loudly. He pauses again to search for the "visitor."]

Comments

[1300ft_freefall]

No, but half the things I do give me away. No one here seems to care too much.

[He says it plainly, trying to calm the man down a bit by stating the facts of this place. He's gotten a few raised eyebrows, but that's about it. No screaming, no accusations, just curiosity and surprise.]

[holydemon]

Hmph. [Nero wasn't impressed, and he was far too stubborn to maybe submit to the fact that Alex was right. He still felt like he had to hide himself.]

Am I supposed to be happy for you or something? [He jumps down from the tree.]

[1300ft_freefall]

You don't have to be. I'm just saying that the attitude might not be needed here.

[He will, however, continue to hide the more controversial parts of his diet from everyone. Strange abilities are one thing, but that absolutely does cross certain lines.]

[holydemon]

Yeah, well, I don't need your advice.

[Nero turns, planning to make his exit.]