Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26288702-20180310221203/@comment-30014014-20180318222635

"Taste?!" the sudden choice of words demolishes the foundation of his squatting balance, his fall on his rump inevitable. He gets up as quickly as possible, trying to dissuade her from gnawing on the poor man, as he thought "Hold on, hold on! I don't taste good! I don't taste good at all, in fact! There's little meat on my bones, it won't satiate you at all!"

His hands are in front of him, acting as a line of defense. A rather useless defense, considering who he was facing. By the look of the boy, his arms were no larger than a twig. His legs shake, his attempt at diverging her focus elsewhere an obvious failure. His head turns  back to the spot he gazed before, once again whispering in fright "What has he brought me into?"