( Red does absolutely register what Hermione is saying, and she is doing her best to not touch the sliver of heart at all, but she is also just aggressively digging. It's hard to be precise with paws and claws so large, which means in a swoop of her paw following Hermione's warning, the pouch is opened - the piece of heart split in half, paw in the midst of all of it.
Cold. Gods, it's cold.
And there's just the desire to consume, overwhelming.
Her heart is missing. The coldness in her chest is spreading, emptiness settles where her heart should be. It's gone - her own heart. Cerberus' heart is missing. She is going to die (she is going to die, be destroyed, defective as she is - she thought she was okay with it, but now? No.). That is the way it feels, and she has to devour the heart to fill up the space.
The two other heads are the ones that take a bite out of each half of the hearts before anything else can happen, moving with a speed to it, swallowing it all down.
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Cold. Gods, it's cold.
And there's just the desire to consume, overwhelming.
Her heart is missing. The coldness in her chest is spreading, emptiness settles where her heart should be. It's gone - her own heart. Cerberus' heart is missing. She is going to die (
she is going to die, be destroyed, defective as she is- she thought she was okay with it, but now? No.). That is the way it feels, and she has to devour the heart to fill up the space.The two other heads are the ones that take a bite out of each half of the hearts before anything else can happen, moving with a speed to it, swallowing it all down.
...oops. )