Board Thread:Konoha Logs/@comment-24937485-20161129064250/@comment-30575150-20161211020320

-As the spike ran through the throat of the beast Naraku did not yield, he let this beast be forsaken by his own flesh. He didn’t mind that this spelt the end for the mole and infact derived pleasure from hunting his prey and stealing their last breath. “Rest in peace…” He spoke in monotone as he without so much as blinking withdrew the blood stained spike and left it impaled in the ground next to the lifeless corpse of his prey. Naraku listened to Kei as he spoke of camping and acquiring food, he himself going back to the Mole, traveling as a youth Naraku learned how to prepare meals from animals and so he took the spike stained with blood and used it to carve up the corpse of the creature.

“Mm. This will be quite the feast…” He hummed to himself as inch by inch the creature was riddled and deformed by the motions of Naraku who showed no sentiment towards those who just recently stopped drawing breath. After starting a fire he would begin to cook the meat of the mole. After preparing the meat and cooking it in a fire just started moments before by Naraku he began to roast the beast.

“Thank you for the food!” Naraku began to devour the meat of Garetto appreciating the beast and what he stood for, letting him live eternally as a part of Naraku. He would offer a share of this meat to both Kei and Myoo despite them having the feast readied by Kei. After finishing his share of Garetto he took a share of Kei’s feast as to not slight the honor and kindness of the Jounin. As camp was made and the night began its embrace over day Naraku would stay in a state of light sleeping, the smallest of sounds easily rousing this Shinobi from his slumber. -