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Id smirked and flicked his nose with his thumb. "Heh I prefer to kill my own meals" he began, he enjoyed hunting and eating his prey raw, "and as for drinks...got any apple cider?" he said, giving her a childish look as he asked for cider. Obviously he enjoyed the drink as much as Quils. He did feel rather uncomfortable when the pet was mentioned. His ears moved eratically in search of any sign of the small creature.

Hearing the word 'raw' he leaned towards her and with a mischievious tone asked "Is it alive?" he had mastered how to hunt live prey. The best way to do it was to make it a quick painless kill to avoid any struggle. On off days he would mess up and by chance stumble on a branch or run into a larger animal than he could handle. He began to notice that he was in a tree house and smiled happily. "I like being up high..." he said, not finishing his comment as he rushed to the nearest window and stuck his head out to catch a draft.

Without hesitating he bolted out of the room, crouching low to the ground and sniffing the air for scent of a fresh kill. He didn't care much for the flesh, he could tear through it with his teeth. He scurried about the room before bolting into seceral others and finding the correct one. Reaching for the doorknob he twisted it and pushed the door inwards. His gaze meeting the deer and prompting him to pounce. He dug his canines into the back of the neck, piercing the spine which would result in an instant kill had the creature still been alive. He gnashed at the tough hide chewing noisily as he began to feast.

Id didn't mind getting more food. He probably would enjoy that part of the relationship. He growled slightly as he tore a chunk of flesh from the animal. He continued to eat until his stomach began to swell slightly from overeating. He plopped back, his face smeared with blood. A burp escaped his lips as he rolled over, shutting his eyes and snoring lightly.

Id muttered something before rising to his knees drowsily. Dragging himself slowly to the wrong room. He pulled himself atop the nearest bed and shut his eyes once more, dreams of hunting cluttering his thoughts as he resumed his slumber, shifting back into Quils in midst.

Quils opened his eyes slowly as the sun pelted his face. His purple hair shaded only his ears. His emerald eyes shot wide open as he noticed his surroundings. He hadn't noticed where he had fallen asleep. He could feel the looseness of the pants, without a belt they would surely fall. He sat up and leaned forward to stand up. Crossing the room and bumbling through the door, hitting the ground with a loud thud. "oof!" he grunted as he felt the wind knocked from him.

Rayne had walked a empty path way, a sign back a ways saying it led to the lake. So, still walking, it maybe had ten minutes since she started out, she finally made it to a small clearing. Well, her gut felt like exploding, all these stupid memories. "Lifes tuff when you are told to just forget about the past... And a good one at that..." She told herself, still heading towards the clearing, it getting larger and larger, seemingly starting to glow a dim blue most likely from the waters reflection on the trees.

"You may want to clean yourself." Reaper said allowed enough for Quils to hear. "Want coffee or cider?"
She set her cup down and stood up ready to fix him which ever he wanted. Her hair wasn't in the braid that morning. She hadn't putting it up in the braid yet. So her hair was down cascading around her like a river nearly reaching the floor. It was natural long thick hair. It hadn't been dyed or nothing.