Let the blood run cold

[butters]

A silent and stealthy figure shuffles through the deep shadows of the night, the sad moon raining down pallid light uon the jet back fur. The fur that is feathery like a ravens pelt yet thick like chain mial amor puled tight over his thin frame. Sinister gold eyes glint in the sadictic light as he moves behind a wooden crate. The scent of fish assualting his nostrils, a scent he has by now grown accostomed to. Dark blood drips from his muzzle to form tiny puddles behind him. The wooden plants beneath his paws creak with his muscular weight held down on them.

Tre'nt chuckles soflty, the deep sound of his voice enough to strike fear in the hearts of pampered pet pooches. His muzzle shows some streaks of grey as signs of his maturity, his puppish fuzz gave way long ago to a thick plush coat. His last victim had been a puppy about a year or so age. Oh how he had cried when Tre'nt had caught him! The vampiric dog had made short work and soon there was only the lifeless corse of teh puppy lieing in the dirt.

Hi eyes flash, he may not have to feed for a whole week. Suddenly he pauses his ruthless eyes flashing as he hears something near by.

[Amy]

A perfectly white Fae moved through the lands, lapping up some water close to the docks. She stared at the empty beach with a wolfish grin, no humans today. The wind blew in her face and she scented to cold winds. Can the humans scent this too? Midnight snorted and shook her head, humans were to stupid to even know how to expose of their own trash without ruining a whole land. Midnight shook her pelt as a small drizzle started. Midnight felt at home in the grey, dark place. She sniffed the air and moved over to a smell of blood. She moved over to the edge of the ocean and jumped away, she snorted in shock as a human washed up. Midnight rubbed her nose against her paw, the smell was horrible! Midnight held her breath and nudged the human around before staring at the mangled body, the face of the human was brutally scarred by claws. It wasn't a normal death. Midnight backed away her white fur bristled with unease as she turned away from the human body wand walked down towards the dock.

The smell of blood hit her nares again and her fur bristled but relaxed as he smelt the air clearly, the smell of blood wasn't from a human. But mixed in with a smell was that horrible stench again. Midnight moved closer to the smell of blood ignoring the horrid smell of something rotting. There is someone near, Midnight tensed very slightly as she saw the puppy laying in the dirt, she snarled softly as she found no blood was felt in the pup. Something had sucked the blood all the way out of the helpless puppy. Midnight snorted and moved onto the dock, the wood creaked softly under her light weight. Her grey eyes moved over to him, he must have heard something for he turned around. She glared coldly at him but said nothing. Putting two and two together equals four pretty easily, she glared at the male, "I'm Midnight." she hissed her voice cold. She knew what this sick male had done, he had drank that puppy's blood. The white female spotted to blood on his muzzle and knew she was right. Something wasn't right around here, first the human who's face was mauled so badly Midnight couldn't even make out what the human was supposed to look like, then a male who seemed to enjoy drinking blood of other dogs. The white queen didn't like where this was going, she didn't sow any emotion in her grey orbs but she still had an uneasy feeling that something was watching her, she didn't know what but it must be big to make her feel like she wasn't safe.

[butters]

The fox dog cross turns seeing a pretty white female before his body. His unnatural golden orbs flash with curiosity as a ragged smile pulls at his muzzle. Tre'nt runs his long tongue over a broken tooth he had chipped years ago when gnawing on a victims bones, he rembers before he was a cursed blood drinker when he had killed and eaten his victims. Even as he looks into the females eyes he can tell she is not stupid; she knows what he did to the dead puppy. His own cold gaze stares back at her as he allows his dark face to become a mask of ruthless indifference, the cold gaze of a uncaring killer staring back to the female. He murdered the puppy and doesnt even care.

"Well look what the green tide washed in." Tre'nt says stepping close to the female, the scent of blood still on his breath.
"Midnight, eh?" The black murderer licks his lips and using one paw make a half-hearted attempt to wipe his face of the blood splatters as if trying to impress the lady dressed in white.
"My nameTre'nt Voss'nt. But you can call me Tre'nt."

The hybrid mutt is not a wide beast but as far as height goes he is tall. With a lean frame that is both muscular and lithe his look might give the impression of power. A thick black coat hides his muscles and shines reflectivly in the pallid light of the moon. The scent of blood and wet dirt rises from him like rank perfume. Ears strain forwards to chat the words of teh female before him.

[Amy]

Midnight glared coldly at the black male, her grey eyes looked uninterestingly at his unusual golden eyes. Midnight ran her tongue over her nose, blocking out the smell of blood, if only for a moment. The horrible smell of rotting flesh ran up her nares when her tongue went back inside her mouth. She snorted to get the smell away she shook her head as the male spoke. Midnight smirked, no amusement just plain annoyance. Midnight was not impressed, for it seemed he was trying to this white queen. She was no where near effected. Midnight sat down on the dock, that creaked at the slightest movement. Midnight flicked her tail slightly, "Pleasure Tre'nt, so do you enjoy killing others and sucking all there blood out of there bodies." Midnight asked her body was tense, after all she was going to be a mother soon. She wanted to make sure none of her puppies would be indangered by a male who enjoys sucking blood.

Midnight wasn't as tall as Tre'nt but that wouldn't stop her from defending herself and giving him a few beating from herself. She flicked her earsback then up, she hated this feeling of being watched, from someone other then Tre'nt but kept her slight unease to herself. The white queen lifted her head to the air and tasted it, the smell was gone for now. But the smell of blood was alive and fresh, still coming from Tre'nt's breath. Her lip curled up slightly but she moved her head back to face Tre'nt with a steady gaze.[/size]

[butters]

The hybrid beast stalks around the white female, his hard angled shoulder blades falling with the movement of his stride. At her words he suddenly halts, his sun kissed gaze widening. Oh to pain, oh the suffering! How could anyone mistake innocent little Tre'nt for being a blood sucking monster?! Oh the very thought almost sickened him! The puppy had been starving, infested with worms, and dieing of parvo. Why he had done the mangy thing a favor by killing it! She sould be prasing him as a savior, not condoning his practice like Tre'nt being some common skank.
The old vampire manages to looks incredibly upset at having been accused of being such a foul creature.

"Who? ME?! No no no."
He looks away as if thinking of something then shakes his skull. A pink tongue darts out to lick his lips before looking at the lady dressed in white.
"No."

The silent embers that had tainted the waters of the city had left an irriversible effect upon the mutt that this curse he had to live with would make him forever damned. Should he ever be killed he would go to hell indefinatly. Not his choosing fr if someone had asked he would have much rather choosen to waltz through those shining pearly gates that mark heavens door. Tho those gates had long since closed in his face, closed like the stone on the tomb of the holy one before he had risen. The tainted waters had left him scarred, marks of missing fur streak his muscular frame from the chemical radiation that had burned his flesh from those glowing eddies. His mind had been burned aswell, but only slighty. His mind is intact...I hope.

He looks up to the moon that beckonings with its faint whsips. The cool of the water tainted wind blows across the studs fur as the dead hound behold the night sky. His point ears flicking back as he throws a slightly lucid look to the alabaster female.

"You must have me confused with some fairy-tale monster. Dont you know? Vampires dont exist." Tre'nt manages to keep a straight face telling her this, his eyes almost seem mocking. Their golden glint like glittering bits of fools gold infused into his sleek ebon skull.

[Amy]

The white queen gazed darkly at the male, her lips turned upwards in the makings of a snarl as he seemed to be 'hurt'. 'Give me a god damn break' Midnight thought darkly her grey orbs stared at the males golden ones. Savior? Ha you probably got the first thing you saw, Midnight didn't believe in vampires but she also didn't believe in a dog that could claw a humans face completely off. Midnight saw that already so if some dog sucked the blood completely out of soemthing she would go to the worst possible thought. Was it right or wrong, she didn't know but her doubts faded when the male denied it. Midnight didn't believe this male, he hasn't given her a reason to trust him so she didn't.

"Please explain to me how your breath has the stench of blood? And how I found a puppy in the dirt with no blood and you just happened to be here muzzle covered in blood?" Midnight demanded her sharp grey orbs glared at Tre'nt.

Midnight didn't care if you went to hell or not, she's going, she already knows that so what's there to be so glum about. Of course she's going to die and you? If you live you'll be cursed to watch this world fall and burn to the ground and you, looking the same way you do now, stare blankly around with your golden orbs. The dark sky would fall and you wuld still be standing on the barren land, the world old from war and disease. Where would you be then while Midnight is already long sense dead.? Well that is a while later, think not of the future but live in the past as I always say. Hard to do but easy to say!

As the moon rose ahead Midnight lifted her gaze up to the large orb as well, the wind twisted around the water rising the stench of dead fish and cool vapor into the air, a single sniff of the air was all she needed to know that nothing was unusual.

As Tre'nt spoek again she looked at him closely, "Do not tell me I'm confused, I do know what I'm talking about, so don't mock me for I know I'm right." Midnight snapped coldly her grey orbs stared right at the male, like she could see right through his lies.[/size]