The moon glinted fiery red in the gloomy tree.
Swoosh!
Various cries of wolves echoed followed by the fast running shadows that left after math behind.
" Damn! this werewolves! "
The dull red eyes of the runners revealed them as half vampires and the joyful smile of mocking on their faces, revealed them at fault and they didn't take the groups of wolves as threat.
" Come caught us! come caught us you low blood bags! "
The vampires scream running backwards then forward giggling to themselves with their eyes glinted bloodlust.
They craved blood of the wolves.
" Come -"
His sentence caught short as the moon was showed then the Sun, with vultures flying around.
Play with me....
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