Snowforest Taiga Breath of Terramorphous

A huff left her, sad and dejected. These teeth were made for meat, not green or brown or whatever color these stupid plants happened to be. Silently, the girl swore to herself that after this, after their heinous, ridiculous, exhausting journey ended, she was never ever going to eat another plant for as long as she lived, unless it was her undeniable last resort, like it was now. How any animal ate this crap was beyond her, especially when it was all they ate. Gross. But at least the end-product was enjoyable. Yeah, there we go. 'Pretend it's meat, Noct. Yummy, warm, fresh meat.'. Maybe she'd get through this after all.

Somewhere along the line, the dark female tuned back in to what her companion was saying, and then immediately scolded herself. This was how she knew it was bad; Nochtli never spaced out on others, especially not when she respected them. At the very least, she'd managed to zone out while finishing that disgusting piece of 'food'. 

With another breathy sound, Nochtli rose to all-fours to bring herself to Cita's side, nudging her shoulder gently. "C'mon. Between you and me, I'm sure we could at least catch a rat or something." While Nocta was not overly familiar with what wildlife made their homes here, there had to be something edible. Right? Giving her another touch of encouragement, the scout moved forward, her tail wagging to try and garner some sort of hope from Citali. They needed to get moving. Staying in one spot at this point would likely be fatal to their cause.