Feeding the strays Jul 24, 2017 4:42:59 GMT
Post by Zoraba on Jul 24, 2017 4:42:59 GMT
The Wild Man and the Tin Woman
A bulbous bag of meat, with blood seeping through the fabric was carried on the shoulder of a man. His broad shoulders covered in a thick coat of his own fur, thick black hair which continued across his just as broad chest. He lifted his nose in the air and sniffed as he changed direction and made his way down an alleyway within the dirtiest slimiest slum on planet vegeta. The Radditsu District was just a tad more chaotic than the rest of the capital city of Cucumber, which might be the reason Zoraba found it more appealing.
He came to a halt in a crossroads between the multiple alleyways, littered with litter, and trash cans. Pursing his lips Zoraba gave a sharp whistle and in seconds he was set upon by a gang of wild canine like creatures. He was immediately knocked over being tackled by the beasts. “Bark! Rrrrruff!” the Saiyan let out as he shoved a dog off his chest.
“Awfully hungry today arn’t ya?” he said as he reached into the sack he had been carrying, grabbing a haunch of red flesh and tossing it away from himself. Half the pack taking the initiative and running after it quickly. Zoraba finding the opportunity to climb back to his feet, flipping his sodden red stained bag and dumping out the rest of his contents with a hot and very wet plop. The blood splattering up his legs and the noise grabbing the attention of the rest of the canines who dived into the pile of food eagerly.
Zoraba watched them with a bit of longing in his heart before he squatted down and stroked the head of one of the smaller creatures. “In the wild is where you should be, better hunting out there boys.” He gave a toothy grin “Can’t let you starve, no I cannot.” The pup gave him a curious look as it’s muzzle dripped the crimson juices of it’s dinner.
Zoraba sighed and straightened himself out as he looked toward the sky then. He’s been on vegeta for a long while, this place is supposed to be his homeworld. But to Zoraba it didn’t exactly feel like home, at least not yet. With only a handful of people he has met on the planet who even seemed to be what the wild man had expected when he returned to this orb. At this exact moment he felt more at home then at any other time. With these dogs, so similar to the family that raised him, it felt right to socialize with beasts rather than his own people.
The muscular saiyan stepped back out of the maze between the buildings and back into an open main street.
Zoraba's PL: [17,434 + Heavy Weights = 4,356 PL]