[You must be registered and logged in to see this image.]"Maybe you're weighing the moral pros and cons, but let me reassure you that - OH MY ARCEUS, JUST GET IN MY BELLY!!"
Mountains West of Blackthorne City/Mahogany Town | Afternoon (10)
Gula shouted as the small Pidgey dodged him once more before finally flying away. That confuse ray had thrown the Drapion off very badly, and now he was lost. Worse, he lost the trail of that Delibird and the Ninetails, and worse yet, he was hungry. Though, that was nothing new. Wandering around, snatching the occasional fruit or berry, Gula pondered what should be the next step of his plan. Then it clicked it his mind. Before he pounced, he remembered the Delibird saying something about Mahogany Town! It wasn't much, but it was a lead. Taking intiative, Gula began plowing his way through, following the path.
After a while, he began picking up two distinct smells. One was that infernal stench that came from the hissing can the humans once used, but the other was one he was more familiar with: blood. Judging from how strong the smell was, and the fact of some still somewhat wet webbing in the area, he could only assume it was fresh. Though, as he began to wander forward, something rustled in the bushes.
The infected Drapion's swivel torso turned to face the sound, watching as an adolescent, pushing teenage, Riolu crawled out, looking to the Drapion. "Oh, mister! Thank Arceus I found someone, I've been so lost..."
Gula looked the Riolu over. Female. Young. Succulent meat. Hunger. Kill. It seemed she didn't know he was turned, so he took advatange of this. The Riolu was half the size of a Lucario, which was perfect. "Well, kid, I can help you. But first, I have good news and bad news."
The female tilted her head with a curious look. "Oh?"
Gula indicated with his claw toward the nearby Mahogany town, a few buildings in sight. "Good news is, there's a town right over there, with a pokemon center, food, water, shelter, and who knows what other goodies!"
The Riolu perked up, smiling and excitement in her eyes. She was oozing with innocence, and Gula would enjoy making her scream. The young female paused before tilting her head again. "Wait...What's the bad news...?"
Gula leaned close, his breath reeking of blood, berries, and poison. "I'm the bad news."
In the blink of an eye, the Drapion lashed out and clasped his tail claw around the Riolu's neck. She began begging and pleading, loudly at that, but her cries fell on deaf ears. Gula lifted the Riolu from the ground by her neck, her innocent begging turning to cries for help. His arm claws reached up and clamped down, one on each leg. Thus, it began. Pulling, spreading, overpowering force. He had the Riolu's legs in a split by now, but still he pulled. The young female screamed bloody murder, but it was too late. Slowly and carefully, her lower half began to split open, blood pouring. Gula was tearing her in half. Without hesitation, the applied that force that allowed him to scrap human vehicles, and ripped the Riolu into two halves, blood and entrails spilling out. She was dead. And it was time to eat.
((OoC: Allow me to clarify that the Riolu survivor was an NPC used purely for Gula's re-entrance. It is in no way, shape, or form, an actual character roleplayed on the site. On a more casual note, it's good to be back on Mountain! >:3))