1 Starving. I am. (Open/No Kill) Wed Jun 25, 2014 4:28 pm
Aethir
D-rank
Aethir sat where he was, watching the orange sky above. He couldn't believe that morning had turned to evening so quickly, the ronin inhaling and exhaling, soon going into a yawn. He looked to his left, then looked to his right, searching for the boy he had almost fed to his friends in the forest, Aethir becoming a little impatient. "Ugh...if he doesn't show, I'm going to just eat without him..." he groaned, leaning his head against the restaurant's door. Soon, people approached him, the ronin forced to move out of the way so that they could enter the door to eat.....delicious....food. 'Well at least THEY get to eat, but me...? I'm stuck waiting for this kid...' With a loud groan, Aethir slid onto the ground, lacking the energy to stand. "This is...the ultimate test of patience..." Aethir panted as the once golden sky has now began to dim. Slowly looking to his right, he saw a window, Aethir slowly peeking in to see ...steak. Amazingly cooked steak on people's plates, the ronin slowly drooling as he had the look of a starved stray dog. 'HUUUUUUUUUUUUUUH!!!! Hurry up already...!!!' Aethir clenched his teeth while putting palms onto his face, tapping his foot rapidly as he was ready to just go in and eat.
Word Count: 223
Word Count: 223