An Elizabeth, he thinks. Long hair, small, humming.
He stops, stooping over the bushes that do little to hide his gargantuan form.
Mouth watering, he almost cannot resist โ oh, well no he can't resist. He stumbles forward reaching directly for the sausages bubbling over fire.
The scent makes something gargle within, a sensation and sound that sends him jumping away from himself.
Victor didn't cook, and so the creature didn't realize just how hungry he might be.
Stumbling through the forest, he follows the smells and stops at the sound. (+)
โ
Maybe it is by the humming song the creature sings, or the scent of breakfast food and fire smoke. Either way โ you will find her by following them.
โ
At this point he isn't sure.
He only knows it bursts within his mouth, a juice he finds sweeter than blood which it's color reminds him of.
Motioning with large hands to her mouth, and then he takes another berry (and leaves) into his mouth, much like the deer who taught him.
hesitating for a moment , grey eyes slightly narrowed . always so suspicious of new people...
"what is it?" she asked , finally extending her hand to take it .
". . fruit?"
she liked fruit...