WOOT, Foood! -- The Bowl

[ Show ]

Support VoyForums

[ Shrink ]

VoyForums Announcement: Programming and providing support for this service has been a labor of love since 1997. We are one of the few services online who values our users' privacy, and have never sold your information. We have even fought hard to defend your privacy in legal cases; however, we've done it with almost no financial support -- paying out of pocket to continue providing the service. Due to the issues imposed on us by advertisers, we also stopped hosting most ads on the forums many years ago. We hope you appreciate our efforts.

Show your support by donating any amount. (Note: We are still technically a for-profit company, so your contribution is not tax-deductible.) PayPal Acct: Feedback:

Donate to VoyForums (PayPal):

[ Login ] [ Main index ] [ Post a new message ] [ Search | Check update time ]

[ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ]

Date Posted: 13:36:45 02/28/03 Fri
Author: K'mar and Kigoth
Subject: WOOT, Foood!

With the oddly sturdy step of a bronze hatchling mixed with the of the purposeful stride of the lad beside him, the newest pair of lifemates manage to make their way into the Bowl. K'mar's hand is now firmly placed over his stomach, where the odd pains have started to truly sink in, as Kigoth's hunger grew. With a loving rub behind an eyeridge, the boy picks up his feet to grab a bucket of food with a bronze stripe on it, peering inside to be assured of it's contents; and then silently whispering a thanks to whomever'd already cut up the meat. Placing the bucket before Kigoth's fore-claws, the bronze takes a deep whiff of the food, then begins to dig in, muzzle scooping up the food like a vacuum.

And then K'mar realizes that Kigoth's jaws aren't moving. And he panicks.

"Dah! CHEW!"

Hrm? The bloodied muzzle raises, swallowing the last bit of meat before tilting confusedly. K'mar slaps his forehead with the palm of his fist.

"You chew, watch me." K'mar moves his jaw up and down in a pantomime of ripping and tearing. Kigoth nods with a grin, soon resuming his gulping... only slightly slowed with the new chewing sensation. A few minutes later, sides bulging slightly with the obvious showing of meat, K'mar wraps his arms around the broad shoulders of the bronze and forces him away...

"I believe you've had enough Kigo."
I suppose. A pause, and then eyes whirl yellow with the unpleasentness of discomfort.
I itch.
K'mar's eyes widen as his own body tingles slightly... he thinks fast, and leads his Dragon in the direction of the oil and bathing.

Kigoth looks

[ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ]