The Tangle Pure intention juxtaposed

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His mind kept wired to every step the company took, keeping auds on the cool and near invisible plats of the pads of this Vengeance. Something inside of the Sahira shivered at the comeback to his compliment - "It wasn't a choice; he was just there." Divines above, this was about to be the worst. He was stuck with someone who simply put- killed a passerby. This soul could have had a family, a mate, a pack. And his nares couldn't scout anything about him beacuse it was just...a mess! 

The hellish voice brought another topic to his attention that stemmed from the initial carnage. Had he ever taken the future away from a just-made family? "No- I've only eaten whelps left behind by a deceased dam." He couldn't find anyone who could bring them up, and he damn sure wasn't gonna have them suckle off of his Family, because the whelps were not Sahirians. So...he got it over quickly. As much as it went against his nature to avoid letting them suffer, he wouldn't have been fulfilled in it because he wouldn't be able to taste the woe in them long enough to sate himself. Whelps don't last very long when their starved. 

Finally he turned from the meal, lapping up the residue of red with a quick pair of laps and the rest awayed with a push of paw. Indigo sapphires settled on this mystery murderer with nothing behind them but subtle curiousity. Priest wouldnt dare let him know his iinside feelings. And he damn sure didn't want the man to feel how his insides felt. Or tasted, rather. "I'm guessing you have?" he asked with a minor tilt of crown that would show he wouldn't be surprised in the slightest should the answer have been yes. 

As he conversed with this stranger, he pondered what the outcome of this situation would look like. Because of-fucking-course he'd have to be found out by this snake bastard. But what if he could be some sort of ally to him rather than adversary?