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Post by Darkishwolf ♥ on Mar 6, 2006 23:01:30 GMT -5
Vlorent paced aimlessly back and forth, blindingly bright white pelt ruffled in the cool mountain breeze. Blood red orbs gazed at nothing, staring at empty space in front of him.. Jaws hanging open, saliva dripped from his overly large fangs, protruding out quite noticeably. He thought highly of himself, thinking no vampire, or any creatue for that matter, would be foolish enough to try and take his blood, as he would try and take theirs first.. He stopped, sticking his maw in the air, eyes darted around, someone was here.. Though he could not decipher their scent, he waited calmly for them to come and reveal themsevles...
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