08-30-2018, 09:48 PM
| Creatures of the darkness were always a curiosity for the beast. The mysteries each of them held within their dark core. Untold stories that did not fall from their tongues. Secrets that dared not even be whispered. The hound is not cautious as she is with him. There is nothing that he fears from her. He is not driven by fear, but by the hunger within him. Salvia drips from the corners of the black jaw of the brute. His eyes are fixated on her every movement. Every twitch and contraction that moves is noted. “Nightmares are not so pretty,” he licks his chops, lapping up the saliva in the corner of his mouth, as his lips then curve up into a wide wolfish grin. He continues to circle her. Studying every fine feature that builds her bay figure together, piece by piece to make the masterpiece (and disaster she might be). At the sound of her next words, the black hound comes to a stop directly in front of her. “I have many names.” There is pride in his words. It rings loud in clear in the way he speaks and holds himself upright. Arrogance carried him and confidence guided him forward. “Sinner is what they named me in hell,” he adds, eyes glistening with mischief. |
@[Kaurma] I am pretty much up for anything. It could be fun to see how the whole werewolf and vampire thing plays out over time
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Most likely always in his hellhound form