#because werewolf

It was something to do with the foul smell the strange flower gave off. It irritated his nose and drew his curiosity, and himself, to it. The red, rot smelling flower was on the strange statue’s pedestal of course. Where it was always meant to be. Naturally he was curious on what it tasted like. If it was any other day but the full moon, he would have claimed it was for science.

He grabbed the massive flower from it’s place with his teeth and tore off one of it’s petals, eating it. It caused him to gag— it tasted as bad as it smelled. But this rare, unseen prize was not going to be left there, of course not! He could brave the taste until he got back to his safe area.

It tasted like rotting coconut.

His thoughts were distracted by a buzzing noise and his ears stood on end towards it. He looked the same direction. Floating in the air was a big bug looking thing that looked just as unappealing in taste as the flower, though more because it looked like it would taste only like fur.

He gave a small wave of his hand, he wasn’t sure why, and decided to ignore it. He turned to head back. The fuzzy thing followed him all the way back making annoying buzzing noises. He left the prize laying on one of his chests. The bug thing stayed by the flower.