Cain's eyes practically bugged out of his skull as he bore witness to the meat fridge that Lord Da Gravee had lead him to. With the overwhelming sight and smell of a buffet of human flesh, a switch was flipped in Cain's brain. The wendigo's mouth split into an inhumanly wide grin, so wide in fact that it stretched from one ear to the next. Several ropes of saliva poured from Cain's mouth, however he didn't notice. "[b][color=9e0b0f]Thank you for the feast.[/color][/b]", Cain said before lunging forward and tearing into the first piece of meat he could get his hands on. Somewhere in his subconscious Cain knew it was wrong, not to mention disgusting, however those thoughts were instantly pushed away as fell onto his hands and knees and ate like a rabid beast.