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Post by Neon Blue on May 6, 2010 16:37:48 GMT -7
Darkness curled around the yellow eyes, eyes that pierced through the darkness, searching. The small creature had been following the Vampire's trail for a while now, hackles raised, white teeth gleaming. She could smell it's fear.
It had every right to feel afraid. Straying from it's group to hunt alone this night, trying to prove it wasn't afraid of her kind. It's fist mistake was going off alone. It's second was underestimating her and her kind.
Stalking the night creature up the ally way, Bobby, leader of the werecats began to change. Her fur falling off in clumps, her ears shrinking and moving off to the side of her skull. Her tail resided and bones cracked and popped as she grow. Standing upright, cloths that shifted with her still in place now. Her white tank was sure to get messy tonight. If she had known that the nights events would hold a blood bath she would have dressed more appropriately. To late for that kind of thinking now.
The vampire ahead paused, realizing that he had reached a dead end. What kind of vampire got caught in a dead end? This must have been a new one. An older more experienced vampire would have known better.
Snapping her teeth together she stepped from the shadows, watched the vampire draw in her scent with fear. "Good night," she whispered before she charged forward and moments later screams filled the night air. |
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