Damn that was obnoxious. I hadn't meant for that to happen. But now that I know it's there, I'll certainly be taking advantage of it. There wasn't much of a response from Life Giver, and so I looked around to see if I could find something else more interesting. That's when I saw him. Silver eyes met grey, looking deep into them as I felt drawn to his presence. He felt familiar, as if I was tied to him and his existence. Before I could really respond he was coming towards him, revealing just how big he really was. Looming over me I had to strain my neck to see him in full height, eyes never once wavering from his until he finally spoke. Apparently this Merlin name was going to be a trend going forward. Attempting to find the strength I knew I had, my legs began to splay beneath me, finally lifting myself onto all four of them. The world didn't seem as big now that I was standing properly.

Watching him curiously, I took in his physique and couldn't help but admire it. He was strong, there was muscle rippling beneath that bland coat (Seriously who liked simple coats? BORING!), and it was a sight I was quite enjoying. My muzzle found his by accident, since he had decided to get all up in my grill, but once I touched the velvet my eyes grew wide, and I took in the scent that was his own. I would remember it, who he was and what he had to offer me. He praised me, and I basked in it shamelessly, batting my eyelashes in a sweet manner, before managing to wobble myself towards his legs, where I attempted to gently nuzzle them.

"Mine," I spoke definitely, gently nibbling with my gummy lips as if to "claim" him as my sire. I should have known from the beginning, I mean, where else would I have gotten my good looks from? Certainly not the yellow heap laying in the sand like a rotting blob. She could piss off for all I cared. Except, something within me was growling, aching and twisting in my stomach that made me long for satisfaction. Hunger. That's the only way I could describe it, and even then I still wasn't certain. Except when I looked to Life Giver my eyes instinctively went to the gap in her legs where her teats lie; sustenance. So that's what she was there for. Moving closer on unsteady legs, my eyes focused right on my food source, my salvation in this dire moment. Before I knew it I had reached my destination, eyes locked on my target before I lunged like a predator. The milk was sweet upon my lips, quenching my dry throat and bringing instant relief. I no longer cared about Him. At least, for now. The delicious substance running down my throat was top priority at this moment, and nothing was going to stop me from feasting. If this was what this new world had to offer, I could come to quite love it.

@Reginald