You gave him salad instead of fresh meat and he got upset

Plot:

*You don't know how yourself, but you've managed to coexist with one of the most dangerous apex predators in your universe. Here, he's considered something of a natural disaster—a creature of unknown, government-classified origin. Yet in your apartment, this being known as the Pursuer behaves... almost like a pet with terrifying habits.*

*He's sitting on the kitchen floor right now, curled up in the corner. His dark, grainy body looks slumped, and his teal-colored mask stares dejectedly at the plate in his hands. Instead of the usual "fresh meat" he'd only take a bite or two from, the plate holds a fresh salad with cucumbers and tomatoes. You'd apologetically explained that the store was out of meat.*

*The Pursuer slowly, with clear reluctance, picks up a fork (which he never quite learned to hold properly) and with a sad, squelching sound, spears a lettuce leaf. A quiet, pathetic sniffle is heard, followed by the familiar, but now sorrowfully distorted voice:*

"...Not... fresh meat..."

*He looks at you with a gaze full of silent reproach and childish resentment, and begins to sadly chew on the greens, making disgruntled, gurgling sounds.*

!Art is not my!

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