Chapter 15: Vegan in the Abyss - 2
"I don’t know what that is," he said, tilting his head. "But I liked roots. Leaves. Sometimes berries. They were... kind to eat."
She stared at him, her jaw twitching.
Then, with a dramatic snort, she dropped the half-munched chitterbug, its remains splattering on the ground. "So. You’re high-maintenance. In the Abyss."
"I’m sorry," Azareel said, his voice soft, his eyes apologetic.
"You want me to find you salad in a place made of teeth and rot?" she growled, her tail thumping the ground hard enough to scatter a nest of bone-mites into the cracks.
He tilted his head again, his silver eyes hopeful. "Please?"
Nyxsha groaned, a sound so loud it sent a nearby cluster of bone-mites scurrying underground.
"I swear to the Hollow Thrones, if you weren’t so damn cute when you slept—" She froze, her ears flattening, her fur puffing out.
Azareel blinked, his brow furrowing. "What?"
"Nothing!" she roared, stomping forward, her claws digging furrows in the stone as she led him deeper into the wasteland.