[BEAR.]

Foxbite was in a daze.

Since eating that nose.. he hadn't tasted flesh. He hadn't tasted much flesh since he had left WindClan, and while.. while that was great, in theory, he just..

He ached, in every sense of the word. He longed to savor the taste of cat once more; it was eating at him from the inside out. It made him itch, shake, the thought alone was making him drool uncontrollably onto his leg.

Foxbite was a mess, but his capacity to care was fading as his mind lingered on the thought of meat. He was surrounded by such.. succulent.. bodies.. surely one bite wouldn't hurt?

no no no he had to keep it together. Sinking his claws into the ground, he sucked in a breath as his disoriented eyes wandered around the den. He didn't want to be a cannibal anymore, he just..

.. couldn't stop the cravings.

Movement outside the den caught his attention, giving him clarity if only for a moment. "Who's there?" he breathed out, unfamiliar still with many of his Clan-mates.

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