Yeah, he does kind of smell like Natalie used to, only way worse. Karkat is about to sniff under his armpits to see if he smells too, only Jacob's mention of blood, even from penguins, reminds him that he's still not full yet.
"Fuck yes," he says, almost agreeably, and runs off in the direction of said penguins.
They... are fucking hard to catch, actually. Shit. Shit. Why the fuck won't they just--
--stay--
--STILL?
Karkat dashes at another penguin head on, hissing in displeasure and baring fang at the stupid fucking bird. It cowers underneath him, shaking, too scared to even move. Good. Good. Little asshole should be afraid. He grabs onto it while it's cowering and sinks its teeth into its stupid shoulder.
His face in these moments leading up to the bite bestial, hungry, and completely fucking terrifying.
The blood doesn't taste nearly as good as Jacob's, but it's still blood, it's filling him up and that's good, that's fuckin great. He sucks and sucks until the bird is drained dry. It's just a fucking bird, after all. Who cares about it?
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"Fuck yes," he says, almost agreeably, and runs off in the direction of said penguins.
They... are fucking hard to catch, actually. Shit. Shit. Why the fuck won't they just--
--stay--
--STILL?
Karkat dashes at another penguin head on, hissing in displeasure and baring fang at the stupid fucking bird. It cowers underneath him, shaking, too scared to even move. Good. Good. Little asshole should be afraid. He grabs onto it while it's cowering and sinks its teeth into its stupid shoulder.
His face in these moments leading up to the bite bestial, hungry, and completely fucking terrifying.
The blood doesn't taste nearly as good as Jacob's, but it's still blood, it's filling him up and that's good, that's fuckin great. He sucks and sucks until the bird is drained dry. It's just a fucking bird, after all. Who cares about it?