07-23-2018, 12:51 PM
Cry wasn't a big fan of eating. Since she lived through the sun most of her life, having something suddenly moving inside of her wasn't the best feeling in the world. The bird swooped down, taking the bait Nui had set. She raised a brow, staring the cupcakes over. They looked... just like cupcakes. She stared up at Nuit. She was a naturally cautious, yet curious, creature. Fine. She silently hopped up onto the table, taking a huge bite out of one of the cupcakes. She froze for a few seconds. She blinked, and swallowed. Who's blood is this? She asked with a raised brow. Cry's never seen condiments like ketchup or mustard before. It was just a thick red paste to her, very akin to blood.
"SPEECH"