I'd like to think nobody here would want to try eating something that could pierce the roof of their mouth. [Shrug. Sort of. It translates into the spikes over her shoulders twitching slightly.]
[Uxie just smiles. Wasn't going to eat her after all. Yep. Totally. Of course.]
Fortunate indeed. It's quite lucky that I'm adapting to this hunting thing, though it certainly isn't easy to get by without a pack. I suppose it's been a far easier shift for you, though, having been born a predator already.
Mm... I must admit it is a little easier, considering insects and berries seem to be plentiful and most often found right in the same bushes. [GLOAT GLOAT.]
Aren't coyotes scavengers? It shouldn't be too hard to find the leftovers of someone else's kill. One animal's trash is another animal's treasure.
They -- or we, rather -- do often feed on carrion, but there's very little to be had around here. Despite the increase in predators, few seem to have either the talent or the motivation to hunt... and those that do rarely catch something large enough to leave behind leftovers. Fortunately, coyotes have a knack for catching live prey as well. Mind you, a single creature like me shan't be setting their sights much higher than rodents.
Having said that, of course, I'm not too proud for the trash. It's utterly surprising the sorts of things people will throw away. You can perhaps learn more about a person by what they choose to discard than what they choose to keep.
That may be for the best. Hunting at a time like this is a little risky.
[Pauses to think about whether or not she's thrown out anything incriminating since last garbage day... USED CONDOMS, HUNDREDS OF THEM Nope, nothing comes to mind.] Just what sort of things have you found so far?
Half a cheeseburger, discarded mail, some extremely blackened bananas, the dying remnants of this school's dignity, bits of string, empty shampoo bottles, coffee grounds, perfectly recyclable beer bottles, socks with holes in the toes, the secret to eternal youth, a melted stub of a scented candle, some worn-out slippers, a cheat sheet for a science test, old magazines, and a crumpled-up love note.
Shall we make a game of it, friend? I don't imagine such a small creature could tip trash cans over too easily. I'll lend my bulk, and in return, why don't we see what sort of things you can infer from your findings?
I suppose you're right... I was far more suited to it before this whole mess.
[SO MISERABLE. :( Even if hedgies are nocturnal they don't have that natural affinity with the moon and that is such a weird feeling for her.]
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Yes, I can tell you used to be a canine.
After all... no natural hedgehog would be quite so bold in the presence of a hungry predator.
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I'd like to think nobody here would want to try eating something that could pierce the roof of their mouth. [Shrug. Sort of. It translates into the spikes over her shoulders twitching slightly.]
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I suppose anyone would feel safe if nothing could get near them, yes.
[He's just going to kind of vaguely swat a paw at the air above Blacky, as if pondering batting her about like a toy.]
It mustbe a nice defense mechanism. A pity all my spikes are on the inside. [And he's now going to yawn. My, what big teeth you have, grandma.]
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Well, there's also the fact that I seem to have this strange new instinct to coat these spikes with poison. Can you do that?
[Blacky has no idea who this coyote is yet but somehow arguing with him feels NATURAL.]
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Perhaps it's better to stick with the gifts nature supplied me with. We coyotes are less than fond of poisons, from what I hear.
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I suppose that would be wise. It's a good thing for both of us you weren't going to eat me after all.
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[Uxie just smiles. Wasn't going to eat her after all. Yep. Totally. Of course.]
Fortunate indeed. It's quite lucky that I'm adapting to this hunting thing, though it certainly isn't easy to get by without a pack. I suppose it's been a far easier shift for you, though, having been born a predator already.
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Mm... I must admit it is a little easier, considering insects and berries seem to be plentiful and most often found right in the same bushes. [GLOAT GLOAT.]
Aren't coyotes scavengers? It shouldn't be too hard to find the leftovers of someone else's kill. One animal's trash is another animal's treasure.
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They -- or we, rather -- do often feed on carrion, but there's very little to be had around here. Despite the increase in predators, few seem to have either the talent or the motivation to hunt... and those that do rarely catch something large enough to leave behind leftovers. Fortunately, coyotes have a knack for catching live prey as well. Mind you, a single creature like me shan't be setting their sights much higher than rodents.
Having said that, of course, I'm not too proud for the trash. It's utterly surprising the sorts of things people will throw away. You can perhaps learn more about a person by what they choose to discard than what they choose to keep.
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That may be for the best. Hunting at a time like this is a little risky.
[Pauses to think about whether or not she's thrown out anything incriminating since last garbage day... USED CONDOMS, HUNDREDS OF THEM Nope, nothing comes to mind.] Just what sort of things have you found so far?
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Half a cheeseburger, discarded mail, some extremely blackened bananas, the dying remnants of this school's dignity, bits of string, empty shampoo bottles, coffee grounds, perfectly recyclable beer bottles, socks with holes in the toes, the secret to eternal youth, a melted stub of a scented candle, some worn-out slippers, a cheat sheet for a science test, old magazines, and a crumpled-up love note.
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I do hope you saved some of that eternal youth.
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Heavens, no. You wouldn't want garbage-youth, anyway. It's been wasted.
[HAHAHA do you see what he did there? He is so clever.]
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[CLEVER INDEED. That even earned a bit of a chuckle from Blacky, in the form of a few little squeaks.]
Perhaps I'll take a peek through some of those cans later on...
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Shall we make a game of it, friend? I don't imagine such a small creature could tip trash cans over too easily. I'll lend my bulk, and in return, why don't we see what sort of things you can infer from your findings?
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