Wild Berry Meadow The street's a liar

| @Lunaria
| Clear, 30F
| 3:00PM

Even as the frost touched the fields and covered everything in a light layer of glittering verglas, the berry field was full of the little sweet pouches of nectar. The smell in the air was sickly sweet, at least to him. Brushing past a bush in particular, bursts of colour stained his coat in splashes of violet, red and pink - causing him to turn and stare at it with utter disgust. Sneering at the stains that appeared on his pristine porcelain pelt now ruined with the stains of berry juice, the boy fumed for a moment as he stared daggers into it and pondered... now how the fuck do I get this out? 

He was accustomed to blood, clean it quickly and thoroughly, saliva did the trick if done quickly enough before it stained a hideous yellow patch... but berries, did it need the same treatment? Well... no point in wasting time and pondering it. Immediately, with absolute disdain, he began preening the spot. Tongue hanging out in a "Stink face" as if he had just ate a whole damn lemon after licking the spot just once. The sweetness of the berries churned his belly uncomfortably, perhaps delicious for many others, the vampire's tastes was far more refined than to enjoy something like this. 

Cleaning was going to be a pain in his ass he had decided...