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She glanced up at him with hard blue eyes. “Frost isn’t a ‘thing’ thank you very much. She’s my best friend.” Jumping down from her perch on Neko’s head, Frost grabs the bird and lays down next Neko’s leg and begins pulling at the feathers. Reaching over, she took the bird away from Frost and ripped a bunch of feathers off of the chest before slicing one of her sharp claws through it’s body.
Frost let out a loud yowl and tried to get her bird back. “Hey, you dropped it on me, that means I get first bite.” Opening the bird up, she pulled a piece of meat from it and popped it into her mouth. “You know the rules Frost.” She handed the bird back and started to lick the blood from her fingers.
“….Sure, whatever.” Starrk replied whilst paying little to no attention. And thankfully he continued to do as such, glazed eyes directed elsewhere as Neko and her little friend began eating. It disinterested him, so he allowed them to do as such whilst he looked about, his gaze returning to the sky, for an unidentifiable reason, at least for him.
A series of thoughts passed through the Primera’s mind as he sat there, back leaning against a tree. He decided to figure out how long he would be staying in the living world. He hadn’t any clue, and quickly gave up the effort, choosing to stay for an undetermined amount of time. It certainly offered preferable surroundings compared to that of Hueco Mundo, and at this point, with his death still believed by most, he had to lay low, not that he didn’t usually do so, but extra precautions had to be taken to make sure the Soul Society was still oblivious to his continued existence.
“Wait, wait.” Frost was about to run off with her dinner when Neko stole it from her again. She stabbed her finger through the opened chest once again until she was able to pull out her prize. The bird’s heart. Frost gave her a angry look before snatching her food away and dashing off to a safe place to eat. Neko chuckled as she watched her companion run off and she turned back to Starrk.
“You alright? You look a bit out of it.” Or maybe that’s just how he always was. “If you’re hungry, we can go get something to eat at my house.” She was pretty sure he didn’t want a bird of his own to eat. Neko popped the heart into her mouth and stood up, Frost grabbing her bird and running further away when she noticed. “I’m not after your food anymore. Calm down.”