The Rouge Prince and the Alpha Werewolf (KUSTARD!)

The Hunt

I stirred from my sleep as something blinded me. "grillby, close the damn blinds!" Someone chuckled. That wasn't Grillby's voice. "i think you accidentally woke him up, grillbz." I shot up as memories of last night's events washed over me. I was never gonna see Grillby again.. that's right. Shit. I glowered at Sans and.. "the fuck is that?!" He stroked the things flames. "this is my phoenix, grillbz. he keeps me in contact with my family." The fire bird cawed. "hang on a bit longer before you die, buddy, can you get this to cinnamon?" He cooed as Sans tucked a note into a carrier attached to his leg. "go on, bud. see you soon." The bird flew out of the teepee and into the sky. How did the teepee not catch fire? Sans chuckled again. "welp, let me show you were to find the eatible stuff.. and for future reference, never let your guard down." He left the teepee and I scrambled after him. "i took the liberty of looking through your crap, none of that is gonna work against predators, aren't you a mage? use your magic." The fuck did this guy do?! "it's not that easy. in my old kingdom, only the king was allowed to use his magic. if i was ever caught, i was beat. truth is, i don't even remember how to use magic." I seethed through gritted teeth. "shame. better learn quick or you're gonna die." He replied nonchalantly. I don't fucking get this dude at all.

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Raka fruit was apparently aquatic and grew off half submerged stalks. They were orange in color and when you bit into one it tasted like peanut butter and bananas. It was weird as fuck. "this is a ruva flower. good to seep into meat or tea. adds flavor.. or of course, you can eat them plain, but they are-" I ate one, just to try it out. It tasted like burnt cinnamon. "-bitter.." He finished uneasily. I shrugged. "not to bad." I looked to the blue flowers growing up the trees. "not bad at all." Sans shrugged as well. "to each their own."
"k'eyi fruits, each plant only makes one fruit, but once picked it spreads hundreds of seeds. they are native to exposed clearings, many predators like to wait for prey to ambush." Sans explained while I picked the red orb like fruit. "these are the only fruits vampires can eat because it's the only kind of fruit that produces hemoglobin. still eatible." I stared at Sans. "does it taste like blood?"
"does it?" Sans replied, teasingly. Fuck you, you useful mother fucker. I popped it in my mouth. It didn't taste like blood, though it's juice was thick like blood. No, it tasted more like honey and chocolate. I licked away the remaining juices. "uh.. what would you have done if it tasted like blood?"
"ate it anyway. what's next?"

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"spire berries!" Sans crouched next to some purple, football shaped berries on thin purple Vines that attached to a bush. "i go nuts for these things. i love them so much!" He plucked one up, vine and all and bit off the berry. His blue eyelights seemed to glow in response as he ate the berry. I followed his lead, picking on off, biting the stem off, which brought a burst citrus, and ate the berry. I shivered at the burst of energy it seemed to bring. "what are these?"
"spire berries, made to boost magic." He ate another, and another. I had a couple more too. They tasted like if you combined an apple and an orange. Strange yet yummy. Eventually we moved on. "there's one more plant eatible for mages."
"what's that?" He pointed up and I followed. "wemuti." High above us, in the trees, I could see bright colored fruits. "not many go after them, but they are tasty." Eh. Why the fuck not. I started climbing. "have fun with that."
"tried everything else, why not wemuti too." I grumbled. The climb took longer than I thought, but it was worth it when I devoured the wemuti. It. Tasted. Like. Fucking. Mustard. Stars I missed mustard. I picked a couple more and headed back down. "so worth it.." I sighed. "wemuti. the only plant that allows you to taste what you want to taste most in this world." Huh, so that's why.

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We wandered around, looking for something. Sans wouldn't say what. "unicorn." He pointed ahead. Through the trees I could barely see the horn. How'd he spot that? "willing to hunt?" I pointed. "that? i thought you said my weapons won't work?"
"it won't work on predators, but fruits will only get you so far."
"ok, what do i do?"
"go to the teepee and get your weapons. i'll chase our friend there and you ambush."
"do you have the energy for that?"
"two words. spire berries." I nodded, still uncertain, but he was the expert. I rushed back to the teepee, and boy even after that climb, how'd I have the energy to run? Was it the Spire Berries? I grabbed my bag and pulled out my sword and one of my knives. Then I hid in the bushes. Seeing Sans on the unicorns ass was fucking shocking as hell, I almost missed his signal. I yeeted my knife at the beast and it faltered, baying and rearing on its hind legs as the knife struck a forlimb. I broke out of my cover, taking the distraction to run my sword through it's side. It buckled and fell. "did we just fucking succeed?" Sans approached slowly. "not quite yet.." He crouched and pulled the knife out of it's reddening hide. He covered it's eyes and slid the knife into it's pulmonary artery in the neck. "sleep now, old friend." Sans whispered. I didn't understand it. "is that some respect thing?" He nodded. "all life is to be respected, red.. let's eat."