05-01-2014, 01:35 AM
The jealous friend? A mysterious friend who had never once set foot outside where ever he hid. The hunter shifted her arms and stretched. She yawned. She shifted in her seat, and looked bored. "I'm not too worried." She was a bit. A sense of foreboding kept prodding the back of her head. Something was going to happen. Soon.
"What will he do, when he finds out?" She would have to be weary that night. Something that could cow a vampire so thoroughly ... But she didn't know that. Maybe this was simply how Virsat always was.
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