Firestone Hot Springs Plenty of Fish In The Sea

Unfazed by the gore before her, the woman dipped her paw into the water and continued with odd questions. She was a strange one, but his interest was won over. What is it that you hunger. He pressed, clearly interested in her answer. Her tone and expression was dark, tantilizing and teasing him with a sultry answer that would spark life into his own carcass he called a body.

Meat. The answer so simple, so cold and unfeeling. It was clear that he thought of anything living to be fair game, and taste meant little. If I had to compare... like canid. There was no comparison he could think of. Venison had its own flavour, undulates in general had their own flavour. So did rabbit. Bird. Canines had their own flavour. Heavy. Fatty. Nutritious. Unlike deer, theres plenty of fat to keep you full for a long time.

There was thought in his process. It wasn't out of hate, spite, or out of the need to be "Evil". It was just food to him. A means to survival. 

He was still in his posture, unmoving as he waited for her reply to his own question regarind what she was starving for. She had a good amount of meat on flesh, some healthy fat - so there was something of interest behind her words.