This...would suffice for now. It wasn't meat, not strictly food in the traditional sense but it was a welcome second. Blue lapped at the gashes in Omega's flesh, drinking his blood with unequivocal deliberateness. She took scarce note of his arm coming back around her; she simply pressed closer so that she might better reach every inch of those red-stained gashes.

Another purr began, this one considerably more welcoming than the last. When her lips were scarlet and wet with blood, Blue briefly lifted her head, only to continue licking Omega's skin, tasting salt and wild and mate. She licked a bloody trail to his lips, coaxing them apart with her tongue to taste him more fully. Blue whimpered softly, but there was veiled intent in the talons that gripped at his torso.