[There's no uncertainty in his words, only blandly offered honest truth and bared teeth, though he doesn't move any closer. He has no reason to lie about this, nothing to be gained from deceiving him about his own scent, and his sense of smell is too keen for him to be wrong.]
Stop moving. Making it worse.
[A frown even as he cranes to look, raising his chin to sniff better and his stomach rumbles as predatory instinct creeps in to helpfully inform him that it's bleeding, that the food chain dictates he needs to clean it up, preferably by cleaning its bones, but he ignores it. There are other things he can eat. Other things that aren't bleeding right now, but other things that have the added benefit of not talking back. Other things with worse transgressions against the ecosystem, or weaker links in the chain.]
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Date: 2013-03-21 10:12 am (UTC)[There's no uncertainty in his words, only blandly offered honest truth and bared teeth, though he doesn't move any closer. He has no reason to lie about this, nothing to be gained from deceiving him about his own scent, and his sense of smell is too keen for him to be wrong.]
Stop moving. Making it worse.
[A frown even as he cranes to look, raising his chin to sniff better and his stomach rumbles as predatory instinct creeps in to helpfully inform him that it's bleeding, that the food chain dictates he needs to clean it up, preferably by cleaning its bones, but he ignores it. There are other things he can eat. Other things that aren't bleeding right now, but other things that have the added benefit of not talking back. Other things with worse transgressions against the ecosystem, or weaker links in the chain.]