Slurp wandered along the forest hungerly. He couldn't return without food, according to the Fleech Queen, so Slurp was hunting very eagerly. As the system goes, each Fleech needs to feed their queen first, so Slurp had a thudslug stored in his stomach for quite a while. But Slurp needed to be feed too, and he was tired of Zappfly.
Slurp knew that it was getting dark, and Paramites vicously scavaged for food in packs. Slurp rushed at the thought of that, continuing his search for something little at least. Chimpunks went down smoothly, but then again, bolamites were like huge tacos for him. Or maybe even a baby paramite. Slurp could've swollowed a Zappfly by now, but they had exterme radation, and sometimes made you regret eating one.
Slurp slithered across the ground, trying to make his identity not known to any prey. He fianlly got to a watering hole where he sensed Elums, slipping water down their throats. He first considered one, but they were a lot faster than any mudokon he would catch. Slurp's stomach growled and scared off some skunks. He sighed in the Fleech way and tried to sense for any other animals. Slurp got his attenion on a nearby Chimpunk, and he purred.
Slurp stuck his tounge out on a tree, and pulled himself up. He climbed the branches, the way he would hunt quietly. He then found himself on the tree, rather high above the ground. He searched for the Chimpunk's presence and then found it. He aimed carefully, and next he flicked tounge right at the unfortunent Chimpunk.
Slurp first burped the dead Thudslug first, and then he ate the Chimpunk's body, ignoring it's insults of terror. Slurp licked the blood on both of his lips. He next swollowed the thudslug before it even touched the ground and stored back in his stomach. Slurp was satisfied and used his tounge to swing past the trees.
OOC: Heh, I'll post later.
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