Kiba's features lit up with a broad smile, excitement sparkling in his bright eyes. He happily sunk his fangs into the corpse, devouring the flesh at a worryingly quick pace. He looked up after a few seconds, eyes blinking in confusion. "Hah? What's that s'posed to mean?"

"That sounds stupid. Why would you limit yourself to only eating specific types of humans? What if you're really hungry and you can't find what you want?" He wasn't being insulting, no. He was curious, and frankly suite puzzled. "And what's it even mean, to be beautiful?"

Kiba kept on munching on his meal as he listened. For a wild creature, he could be oddly quiet — when his interest was truly piqued. "But I crave all the human flesh I can have. The more I eat, the stronger I become! If I didn't eat every human I kill, it'd be a waste."

🍛 Powerup.⠀ Kiba when you tell him that strength and destruction aren't the only things worth making efforts for

🍛 Powerup.⠀ i crave more banter with other demons but I also crave more threads where Kiba gets to meet his former friends/comrades hehehehhe :3 gimme gimme

Glaring right back, ire sparkling in his emerald irises. He's itching for a fight... And for some fresh blood. He'll go for their eyes first. Steal their eyeballs, steal their rank.

He's trying to absorb some humans like he's seen /other/ demons do... But they keep exploding. Ugh. He's turned them all to soup now. Not even a bone left to chew.