Jon had eaten carrion before plenty of times - His stomach wasn't nearly so resilient as the Mightyena's, but he was hardly above eating the dregs if the dregs were all that were on offer and he was starving. He at least had the ability to cook things with fire. That was a plus.
"Oh, so you're the Mightyena from the school? Blake, wasn't it?"
He did remember the conversation. It had been nice to chat with him, actually.
He reached down to the front end of the deer, and tore it's front leg free, tossing it to the side of the Pokemon.
"Here. have some real meat. You might not be descriminatin' but I'd be a poor sod to hold out on a fellow student."
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"Oh, so you're the Mightyena from the school? Blake, wasn't it?"
He did remember the conversation. It had been nice to chat with him, actually.
He reached down to the front end of the deer, and tore it's front leg free, tossing it to the side of the Pokemon.
"Here. have some real meat. You might not be descriminatin' but I'd be a poor sod to hold out on a fellow student."