Alex had found the person who had cooked the steak he had been tracking, but by the time he found them the steak was gone. He was hungry and dammit he didn't feel like going outside and running something down. It was just too much effort and he liked cooked meals better.
Giving up on someone making their way into the kitchen to make some food, he wandered outside. The smell of cooking food reached him and once again he followed his nose.
In the form of a white tiger, he made his toward where a firepit had been dug.
/Please tell me you made extra/ he said. One of the problems with being unable to take human form was the lack of ability to cook food.
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