[rubinaito]

(This is before Dodge left, right?)

Dodge rolled his head to the side from where he lounged, a mouse trapped under his paw and struggling to escape. "Cool." He droned, not really interested in the leaf at all. He turned his gaze back to the mouse and watched as it tried to squirm from under his paw, pinned down firmly to the dusty wood of the barn. A sadistic gleam shone from deep within his yellow pools and he subtly sank his claws into the mouse slowly, the shrieking squeaks of the mouse music to his ears as it slowly died beneath the unstoppable force of his deadly claws. As it finally stopped squirming, Dodge lifted it up by the tail and dropped it into his mouth, eating it swiftly. "They always taste better after they've suffered a bit." He murmured to himself, before glancing over at Dusk with an annoyed look as he listened to them pathetically try to make sure they didn't hurt Bluebelle's feelings. Bluebelle needs to learn that the real world isn't going to sugarcoat things for her, or be gentle and kind. He rolled his eyes and got up, stretching out across the floor and lashing his tail slightly to fling the dirt off of the black appendage. "I'm going out to hunt." He brushed past the others, not really caring how they felt about the rude gesture.