Post by Jareth//Rose on Apr 12, 2007 12:35:12 GMT 10
His limbs carried the male in. He felt like he belonged in the darkness that surrounded him like a disease. He took a deep breath of the atoms, a faint smile on his kissers. He could smell the fear of a few creatures around him. It was nearly pitch black, but he could see just fine. His vivid blue voids flashed in the night. He was more of a night creature, but he would go out in daylight. His gaze flashed about. His paws were shoved in his pockets as he wandered in the shadows of the timbers. He was a lonely soul, but he liked it that way. No femme had been able to melt his cold ice box, but he knew one day, someone would. It could also be sooner then he thought. He didn't look very muscled, but he could be one of the strongest ones in this realm. Being a vampire had its advantages and disadvantages, but he really didn't care much.
He heard a twig crack in the distance. His skull snatched towards the side to find a different creature of the night. A smirk came to his kissers. The creature lunged foreword. Ivories were bared towards the male. It was a lupin pulling it's own attack. He let out a chuckle and simply moved to the side. This will be fun He thought. The lupin watched the males movements, his body was lowered, ready for attack. Jareth lunged foreword and grabbed the lupin by the scruff, he pulled back and threw him up against a timber. The lupin gave out a yelp and looked back towards the vampire. He lunged at him and this time, Jareth wasn't paying attention and the lupin landed on him, thrusting the vampire to the geography. Jareth struggled under the weight of the beast. His gaze locked onto the lupe's as he bared his own fangs. The lupe seemed to back off now, was the beast afraid of becoming a meal, possibly. The lupin let the vampire stand. Jareth gave him a quizical look What are you doing? He questioned the lupin, though he knew that it wouldn't answer back. The lupin bowed and seemed to give up. Did the lupin think that the vampire was of higher species? He wasn't sure. He looked over the lupin noticing it was skinny and was probably looking for an easy meal, but he probably knew that vampires were ones to fight back. Jareth reached out and stroked the lupin. How about I take you in as my own? The lupin looked up and seemed to smile as if he was agreeing. Jareth's facials held a faint smile. I shall call you The Plague The lupin seemed to approve of the name. He was big and ebony, so he reminded Jareth of a plague or something like that.
Jareth was still in the mood for a blood meal. He stood and went through the timbers with The Plague following at his side. He spotted a rabbit and took it down with ease. He drank the crimson that ran in it's veins and gave the dead carcass to the lupin. His gaze swepted over the realm. He didn't figure he would find someone else here, but he couldn't always be sure.
ooc:sorry I was kinda bored..with lots of muse..tis a bad post!!
He heard a twig crack in the distance. His skull snatched towards the side to find a different creature of the night. A smirk came to his kissers. The creature lunged foreword. Ivories were bared towards the male. It was a lupin pulling it's own attack. He let out a chuckle and simply moved to the side. This will be fun He thought. The lupin watched the males movements, his body was lowered, ready for attack. Jareth lunged foreword and grabbed the lupin by the scruff, he pulled back and threw him up against a timber. The lupin gave out a yelp and looked back towards the vampire. He lunged at him and this time, Jareth wasn't paying attention and the lupin landed on him, thrusting the vampire to the geography. Jareth struggled under the weight of the beast. His gaze locked onto the lupe's as he bared his own fangs. The lupe seemed to back off now, was the beast afraid of becoming a meal, possibly. The lupin let the vampire stand. Jareth gave him a quizical look What are you doing? He questioned the lupin, though he knew that it wouldn't answer back. The lupin bowed and seemed to give up. Did the lupin think that the vampire was of higher species? He wasn't sure. He looked over the lupin noticing it was skinny and was probably looking for an easy meal, but he probably knew that vampires were ones to fight back. Jareth reached out and stroked the lupin. How about I take you in as my own? The lupin looked up and seemed to smile as if he was agreeing. Jareth's facials held a faint smile. I shall call you The Plague The lupin seemed to approve of the name. He was big and ebony, so he reminded Jareth of a plague or something like that.
Jareth was still in the mood for a blood meal. He stood and went through the timbers with The Plague following at his side. He spotted a rabbit and took it down with ease. He drank the crimson that ran in it's veins and gave the dead carcass to the lupin. His gaze swepted over the realm. He didn't figure he would find someone else here, but he couldn't always be sure.
ooc:sorry I was kinda bored..with lots of muse..tis a bad post!!
