Sticky blood dripped down my cheeks. It felt good. The saltiness... I could taste the Iron and other minerals. My blood rushed with adrenaline, my muscles tensing. I growled, the Meateater tester seemed impressed, almost intimidated by it.
I spat out the rabbit onto the floor. It flinched desperately a few times and then stopped. I gurgled the blood and swallowed, then picking up the delicious hunch of meat I turned to the tester.
"Sooo..." I began. "Do I get to keep it?"
The tester looked up from his papers and replied, "of course! No point in wasting good food"
He then continued, "well, it's pretty obvious. You're a Meateater alright." He then pointed to the badge holder. It contained three, small badges. A purple one with an M, a yellow one with VT and a green one with VG. Meateater, vegetarian and vegan. I picked up the purple badge and pinned it to myself.
I felt my fangs growing sharper, my jaws growing stronger and my senses heightening. This was it. I was meateater.
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The Meat lovers and the Vs
General FictionIn a futuristic world where the humans have now split into three species. Meateaters, Vegetarians and Vegans. Meateaters: Strong and brave, Vegetarians: lean and fast, Vegans: Proud and smart. All three species have adapted, but our main characters...
