Firestone Hot Springs Plenty of Fish In The Sea

The squelching sound eminating from the beast and its meal ceased for a moment as ruby eyes stared through the fog and onto a new figure that came near. With the scent of the springs and his own carcass, he couldn't smell the copper that eminated from the female's body, indicating her own gorebath that had happened just moments ago. Perhaps for her luck he was feeding already - otherwise her own scent would bring the hungry demon knocking on her door for a taste.

Gore dribbling from how maw, a pink muscle rose from the depth of his daggered cavern as he washed away the grime before speaking. Rising his heaad above his shoulders in order to get a better look at the female. A brother. Barritones resonated from the beast's vocals as he spoke the two, simple, words. Does it disappoint you. With one more wipe over with that tongue, he finished... for now. It was unlikely someone else would come by to scavenge off his own kill - it would surprise him to find many cannibals around. Enough to make an impact on his own diet. 

 If a bath is what you seek. I promise... The water is clean. A grin cracked his lips.