Blood-lust And Feral Instincts | Melon

Let's get down to business

Y/N took the meat and melons as well as the man's life, she couldn't help it. It was in her nature. Just as well as the next carnivore, well just maybe more. A lot more. She plucked a piece of melon from the container and sniffed it. She could tell it was ripe and filled with flavor just by sniffing it with her bear-like nose. She shoved the piece of fruit in her mouth and bit down. The flesh of the fruit burst with juices and she practically melted in pure joy. Her tail wagging profusely as she ate another piece. Without a care in the world, she munched on the delicious melons and walked out of the black market. Even though it was nighttime the streets were filled with herbivores and their families.

She had totally forgotten that it was Rexmas eve. She quickly spun around to head back to the black market. When she turned around and she was met with a surprise. A gazelle with a surgical mask on stood before her. Little did she know he was a hybrid himself and that his name was Melon. She frowned a little when she noticed him staring at the containers in her hand as well as the bloodstains on her clothes. "Let's pretend you saw nothing, buddy. Alright?" She said with an annoyed look on her face, she hated herbivores. Especially ones that stood in her way, literally and metaphorically. All they were good at being was prey or little pets to keep around the house. Plus he smelled kind of off and she tried to figure out what the source was. While thinking about the smell she didn't notice that Melon had moved behind her. He grabbed ahold of her tail and pulled, the sharp tug broke her out of her thoughts. She nearly dropped the things she was holding at the sudden sensation.

A low growl was building in the back of her throat when the gazelle leopard again pulled her wolf-like tail causing a soft moan to escape her throat. It was a moan of discomfort, but it sounded like pleasure."How interesting." The gazelle said with a hint of amusement in his voice, she turned her head in anger at the comment. "Asshole..." She growled under her breath and swatted his hand away, almost dropping the food in her other in the process. Melon grinned from beneath his surgical mask with evil intent. "Oh, would you like it there?" Y/N's body froze as the gazelle-leopard behind cackled at her reaction. Just then an unpure scene popped into Melon's head, a scene so tempting that his cock twitched within the confines of his pants.

"You disgusting perverted herbivore..." She growls turning to him in a rage, only to be met face to face with the barrel of a gun. Y/N immediately takes a step back surprised, in the process tripping and loosing grip of the food in her claws. It hits the floor and it shatters, the contents spill on the pavement of the street. "You fucking-" The barrel of the gun is pointed at her chest by Melon. "You are so rude, maybe you need to be taught some manners?" He says pulling his mask down with a free hand and licking his fangs with his cat-like tongue. "What are you a freak? I bet that gun isn't even-" Before she can finish the sentence the trigger is pulled and the gun goes off, a single shot is fired straight through the she wolf-bear's chest. Blood begins to poor from the wound as Y/N grips at her chest and looks at Melon dead in the eyes. "You fucking-" She passes out do him hitting her hard in the head with the butt of the gun.

"Now. Let's get down to business..."