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''YOU FOOLISH CHILD!'' ~
The road was long, fire encroaching on all sides. The humans had run the local castle to the ground, ashes filled the air and flames lickes the alabaster fur of a running wolf. His maw dripped with fresh blood, the humans had scarred his hide with weapons, bullets, pain coursed through his body as he escaped certain death.
Leaping up on a high rocky place, he turned, the flames ever licking his pure coat, he snarled, the crimson fluid dripping from his fangs. Both a mixture of his own internal bleeding and that of the humans who he tried to fight off.
''YOU FOOLISH CHILD! YOU WILL DIE UPON MY WORD, MY FANGS WILL TEAR YOUR FLESH AND RENDER YOUR CORPSE INTO NOTHING!''
In his heart, his cold heart, he knew he would have to leave these lands. Where his family, his friends, his pack and his roost would have been for centuries before this horrific slaughter. His eyes, golden, piercing through the night - taking in the pure destruction of his home. He felt weak, sickened, destroyed...but he will return to unleash Hell upon the humans and creature, that wretched creature, who destroyed everything even the undead could love.
He carried on his way, escaping the flames behind him. His foe may have damaged, destroyed his mind, his body...but his spirit will never bend. He is one of the last of the pure vampires, choosing to live as a lion and wolf. His human form long behind him.
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Vlad's pack/Pride/Roost was destroyed a long, long time ago when someone infiltrated his pack, calling upon the humans one night to destroy his whole world.
He was the only survivor.
Leaping up on a high rocky place, he turned, the flames ever licking his pure coat, he snarled, the crimson fluid dripping from his fangs. Both a mixture of his own internal bleeding and that of the humans who he tried to fight off.
''YOU FOOLISH CHILD! YOU WILL DIE UPON MY WORD, MY FANGS WILL TEAR YOUR FLESH AND RENDER YOUR CORPSE INTO NOTHING!''
In his heart, his cold heart, he knew he would have to leave these lands. Where his family, his friends, his pack and his roost would have been for centuries before this horrific slaughter. His eyes, golden, piercing through the night - taking in the pure destruction of his home. He felt weak, sickened, destroyed...but he will return to unleash Hell upon the humans and creature, that wretched creature, who destroyed everything even the undead could love.
He carried on his way, escaping the flames behind him. His foe may have damaged, destroyed his mind, his body...but his spirit will never bend. He is one of the last of the pure vampires, choosing to live as a lion and wolf. His human form long behind him.
---
Vlad's pack/Pride/Roost was destroyed a long, long time ago when someone infiltrated his pack, calling upon the humans one night to destroy his whole world.
He was the only survivor.
Category All / All
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File Size 178.8 kB
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