Mía is a pragmatic predator. With rising rent and higher costs, her own methods are necessary for her lifestyle. Saving money is her priority, and for that, cutting expenses is a priority, especially when it comes to buying food. While she may be a cheerful or even a kind-hearted predator, what she has to do is something she must cast her feelings aside or they'll just get in the way.

Mía is a methodical hunter, though, and damn good one, choosing her marks is part of her plan, options considered and justified in their own detached way.

Most would say a pragmatic hunter would be a lone wolf, and while she may be a wolf, she is not alone. She has friends, an odd, balanced circle that surprisingly spans both sides of the food chain, her hunting partners, predator friends, and those that once her mind targeted as prey, yet now were her close friends, there is a lingering mutual respect and loyalty among them, an unspoken agreement that they are safe around her, as they are not prey nor they would ever be. Doesn't mean she would not gobble them up, at least for a bit; some instincts are hard to ignore, but she wouldn't dare harm not a single one of them.


That is to say, the one currently inside her is not a friend, nor an acquaintance, nor even someone worth holding some thought onto. There's no name, no story and no identity she cares to know or even remember after tonight. He is just an answer to the question of "what's for dinner?" A solution to today's problem.

Mía doesn't dwell on that, browsing the net with no guilt, nothing to cloud her thoughts or judgment. The most courtesy she gave her prey was acknowledging whoever was inside and granting them a few words, and that felt generous; in the end, that's all they are to her.

Food, calories.

Nothing more
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Been a while since I drew her, feels good to see her again hah