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Can love blossom in the dark?
When dusk gives way to the tendrils of the night and the moon rises swollen and proud into the sky. That's when the beasts slink from out of their homes and cries pierce the air.
Vampires and werewolves have formed a covenant over the centuries. Where wars over territories and food once cost countless lives now exists peace.
Where humans once hunted with vigor was now just a ghost story whispered around the campfires.
They were a force. United for the sake of survival. Vampires fed on the blood while the wolf feasted on the meat and bone. A delicate balance.
Now two have lost their hunting partners. In a desperate need to find safety with another they team up, for the moment at least.
Will this partnership only be until the next pairing ceremony? Will friendship bloom or will the seeds of love take root in this unlikely pairing?
Moonlight sung in her veins.
Nails clicked sharply against the asphalt as paw pads fell deftly on the cool ground. It was like being shrouded in mist; the scents rolled around her seductively. A voice in the back of her mind screamed a warning but her primal beast howled louder. Humans. Their scents were thick, bitter and coating everything in a vile stink but that wasn't what was calling her. A sweet scent swirled past her. Soft and sticky on her tongue. Her inner beast growling with anticipation, ancient blood whispering in her mind venomous images of sweet flesh rendering to sharp canines. Her ears perked with an eagerness as the scent picked up.
Her slow trot gave way to a frantic pace as she locked on. She revealed in the scent. The warmth that saturated her core as roads twisted and turned before her. Soon. Soon. Her mind whispered feverishly. The moon heavy and swollen high above her. It's magic sung to her; invigorated in the power that flowed through her muscles.
There.
The lone wolf lowered herself to the ground; a soft growl escaping her maw as a figure caught her attention. There it was a rather ordinary looking dog sleeping peacefully outside her masters home. Amara slowly circled around her prey. Keeping her scent downwind from the dog. As she crept forward she could see the slight bulge on the dog's belly. Swollen with unborn pups. The sweetness rolled off of her. Ripe. Perfect. Amara let out a bone chilling howl before charging. The dog startled to her feet; hackles raised and growling as she her attacker sunk vicious teeth deep into her shoulder. The dog yelped in pain and inside frantic noises spilled out. She didn't care as blood seeped into her mouth. Everything was intoxicating. Despite the pain the dog tried to roll. Jaws snapping close to her ears as Amara locked her jaw and thrashed her head. She could hear the muscles tear and the flesh rip as her teeth severed the chunk of meat. With a wet swallow she backed up as the dog lunged at her nipping at her throat.
Yellow light spilled out as the front door swung open and caught Amara off guard. Humans! The voice was now clear and furious. Her humanity fighting through at the last moment. The barrel of a shotgun was pointed at her face and with a speed unlike normal creatures she turned tail and sprinted. But it was too late. The sound echoed loudly in her ears as fire exploded in her back leg. Letting out a painful cry she felt herself stumble and fall to the ground for a second. But it wasn't silver and the pain quickly numbed to a irritating ache as she found her feet once more and continued her sprint.
Nothing looked familiar. She had been driven here on pure instinct and now she had to find her way out; fast. she could hear the rumble of an engine in the distance behind her. They'd find her. They'd mount her pelt on the walls and bring danger back to her clan. If she could've she would of cursed. Winding her way through the alleyways she found herself at the means of a dead end. Ears flattened as she huddled in the shadows listening to the sounds of vehicles and footsteps grow closer. In one last plea of desperation she let out a distress howl into the chilly night air.
Someone, help me....
Nails clicked sharply against the asphalt as paw pads fell deftly on the cool ground. It was like being shrouded in mist; the scents rolled around her seductively. A voice in the back of her mind screamed a warning but her primal beast howled louder. Humans. Their scents were thick, bitter and coating everything in a vile stink but that wasn't what was calling her. A sweet scent swirled past her. Soft and sticky on her tongue. Her inner beast growling with anticipation, ancient blood whispering in her mind venomous images of sweet flesh rendering to sharp canines. Her ears perked with an eagerness as the scent picked up.
Her slow trot gave way to a frantic pace as she locked on. She revealed in the scent. The warmth that saturated her core as roads twisted and turned before her. Soon. Soon. Her mind whispered feverishly. The moon heavy and swollen high above her. It's magic sung to her; invigorated in the power that flowed through her muscles.
There.
The lone wolf lowered herself to the ground; a soft growl escaping her maw as a figure caught her attention. There it was a rather ordinary looking dog sleeping peacefully outside her masters home. Amara slowly circled around her prey. Keeping her scent downwind from the dog. As she crept forward she could see the slight bulge on the dog's belly. Swollen with unborn pups. The sweetness rolled off of her. Ripe. Perfect. Amara let out a bone chilling howl before charging. The dog startled to her feet; hackles raised and growling as she her attacker sunk vicious teeth deep into her shoulder. The dog yelped in pain and inside frantic noises spilled out. She didn't care as blood seeped into her mouth. Everything was intoxicating. Despite the pain the dog tried to roll. Jaws snapping close to her ears as Amara locked her jaw and thrashed her head. She could hear the muscles tear and the flesh rip as her teeth severed the chunk of meat. With a wet swallow she backed up as the dog lunged at her nipping at her throat.
Yellow light spilled out as the front door swung open and caught Amara off guard. Humans! The voice was now clear and furious. Her humanity fighting through at the last moment. The barrel of a shotgun was pointed at her face and with a speed unlike normal creatures she turned tail and sprinted. But it was too late. The sound echoed loudly in her ears as fire exploded in her back leg. Letting out a painful cry she felt herself stumble and fall to the ground for a second. But it wasn't silver and the pain quickly numbed to a irritating ache as she found her feet once more and continued her sprint.
Nothing looked familiar. She had been driven here on pure instinct and now she had to find her way out; fast. she could hear the rumble of an engine in the distance behind her. They'd find her. They'd mount her pelt on the walls and bring danger back to her clan. If she could've she would of cursed. Winding her way through the alleyways she found herself at the means of a dead end. Ears flattened as she huddled in the shadows listening to the sounds of vehicles and footsteps grow closer. In one last plea of desperation she let out a distress howl into the chilly night air.
Someone, help me....
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