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cw: this post has gross talk of disemboweling a mouse and then playing with the guts.... ermie's an odd one sorry lol
Lunch time was, arguably, one of the best times ever because that meant food. Ever since he'd been weaned off his mother, Erminekit had made it something of a habit to play with his prey before he fully ate it... specifically, he liked to disembowel his mice and mess around with the organs. At present, he'd eaten most of his lunch and was batting around a pair of tiny lungs between massive white paws, staining his fur pink with blood that he'd have to clean off later.
In his mind, Erminekit imagined it was him who actually caught the mouse, and getting to play with it like this was his little prize to himself. A reward for a job well done and all that. He knew, of course, that if he'd actually caught this mouse it wouldn't be him who got to eat it, drilled into his head as it was that apprentices always fed the elders and the queens first. But it was fun to imagine, fun to play with the warm, squishy thing. Deftly he scoops the lungs into the air and catches them again with a little tuck and roll for the flair of it, bringing the mouse's lungs to his mouth and tearing into them with a satisfying squelch.
"Nomnomnom," he audibly says while he chews messily, a smile on his face as he eyes the intestines he saved for last...
Lunch time was, arguably, one of the best times ever because that meant food. Ever since he'd been weaned off his mother, Erminekit had made it something of a habit to play with his prey before he fully ate it... specifically, he liked to disembowel his mice and mess around with the organs. At present, he'd eaten most of his lunch and was batting around a pair of tiny lungs between massive white paws, staining his fur pink with blood that he'd have to clean off later.
In his mind, Erminekit imagined it was him who actually caught the mouse, and getting to play with it like this was his little prize to himself. A reward for a job well done and all that. He knew, of course, that if he'd actually caught this mouse it wouldn't be him who got to eat it, drilled into his head as it was that apprentices always fed the elders and the queens first. But it was fun to imagine, fun to play with the warm, squishy thing. Deftly he scoops the lungs into the air and catches them again with a little tuck and roll for the flair of it, bringing the mouse's lungs to his mouth and tearing into them with a satisfying squelch.
"Nomnomnom," he audibly says while he chews messily, a smile on his face as he eyes the intestines he saved for last...
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(img) Erminekit * he/him * 4 moons
short furred blue sepia with low white and pale yellow eyes
Peaceful & healing powerplay allowed || underline for attack
penned by Neptune. || Neptune on disc, dm me for plots