06-04-2018, 01:40 PM
Fish meat and fish meat and fish meat. By now, she was killing just to kill, flinging wet slithery bodies wastefully out of the water and watching them land and struggle and eventually die. The morbid thought crossed her mind that she could invade the bodies as they faded, indulge in the feeling of suffering and the smug, brutal knowledge that it wouldn’t be an end for her. Just the fish.
“[color=white]Bad fishes get no wishes!” Georgie chanted, bringing a broad paw down onto one of the twitching bodies to hear it crunch. “[color=white]No wishes, no wishes, no wishes...” She stamped and stomped until it was nothing but mush and bone splinters. Georgie stared blankly at the mash before moving on without a care, a grin pulling her lips taut to reveal sharp teeth. The fish trail behind her would bake in the sun while she found a new way to entertain herself.
[member=66]PINCHER[/member]
“[color=white]Bad fishes get no wishes!” Georgie chanted, bringing a broad paw down onto one of the twitching bodies to hear it crunch. “[color=white]No wishes, no wishes, no wishes...” She stamped and stomped until it was nothing but mush and bone splinters. Georgie stared blankly at the mash before moving on without a care, a grin pulling her lips taut to reveal sharp teeth. The fish trail behind her would bake in the sun while she found a new way to entertain herself.
[member=66]PINCHER[/member]