your in space again, and your hungry. hunger is something that's never escaped you, not in the sense of being malnourished but in the sense or you need to be useful. you've been doing exactly as s)(e said to a tea, and you will continue doing so that hasn't changed. heading to a nearby planet originally intend to hunting before moving your ear getting clipped by a shot burning clear through the top of it soddering the would near instantly. the planet was already on defense, satellites locking onto your location you start wrecking them your claws tearing through the metal as you growl... shouldn't have been distracted that shouldn't have hit you. it's a blur but the devices were all scrapped you look at the planet with distain. you. are. hungry. you shrink it down the size of a ball holding it in your hands claws not digging into the grassy planet as you open your mouth. your teeth knash into the planet, peeling away the crust, it tastes like so much you barely process it, its so rough so durable as your canine teeth dig in further like drills. your mouth bites a particular rough patch and you keep biting anyways it hurts but you don't care, the next layer is stripped away as you burn your bloodstained mouth on the core, digging in further you pull it back out all the way panting heavily swallowing the pure heat down your mouth...it tastes warm. you spit out the rest. it's just rubble now. now to get your mouth patched up. you are full. https://i.postimg.cc/1zgcmvg5/117e72c4d045cac549fb56a12f0fab900c385456-ezgif-com-instagif.gif #gore #violence #hunger #planetdestruction
