Coconut Grove know i run the streets, boy

his tail flicked as he studied her features, lingering on her silver gaze for a hair too long before shrugging with a wide-grin. more for me, he agreed, ears radio-satelliting forwards before he dipped again and began to tear into the beast and actually CHOMP down. hell yeah. this was good living, never mind that bat wasn't willing to try one of his favorite things ever and it totally hurt his heart just a little bit, this was a good thing for certain.

granted, c r a b was more of a snack food than a whole meal, so tristan was done pretty quickly. 

he looked up, noting her face and how she still probably looked really grossed out, and then gave her a rather terrifying expression. he began to move towards her. come smell my fish breathe, he said just before pouncing on top of her.