Hungry? What the—
Steadily, she stared up at the beast, who towered easily over her in a way that could easily crush her if it failed to pay the slightest bit of attention. The growls became more incessant, and it became quite obvious that it wasn't joking. It was very serious.
At the same time, Violet was extremely worried. Trying to figure out what a beast of that size would consume before being satisfied was something she found difficult to wrap her head around. Instantly, without hesitating any longer, she headed to the door when it became clear that she needed help.
But again, she had just gotten to the door and pulled it open only to feel herself be tugged right back before she could step out through it. Aware that the numerous holes in the back of her shirt were enough to make it seem like a completely new shirt design.
