Hunter pulls her arm out of his jackets shelve, and takes out the nife always in her back pocket, and hands it to him. "Here. It's okay." she says nudgeing the knife tord him, but he dosn't take it. "It's bad enough I'm hungery. I don't have the streangth to fight off my, hunger and your's." she says trying to bribe him. His face unchanged, she grows fusterated. "Fine, so be it, but know you gave me no chose." she says, and quickly cuts herself on the rist.
Even Vincent down stairs can smell it, by the time he even gets up from his set Elijah's eye's are black. Elijah's hunger quickly wins out, by the time Vincent makes it to the top of the stairs. Although Vincent moves for Elijah after he had brought his lips to Hunter's skin. Hunter pulls Elijah in close sheilding Elijah from prieing eye's, confurting him. Hunter looks up to Vincent's undessided face, I don't have the time for this. "Grabe that mug over there." she barks noding toword the sink. She grows inpaytiont and finds herself barking the odders again to get him to start moving for the cup. "And a tawl. NOW!"
At first Elijah drank from the cut that was already there, but no long after his instinces kick in, and he trys to jently bights his fangs into her skin. "Don't look." she says, knowing that vampires can be just as postive as lycans, and in Elijah's case even more so. Do to the simpulle fact that he was older, then the durt he walked on, and although that wouldn't ushully effact him. But a vampires ferensy is not something to mess with and he had also not feed on much of enything in the past couple of... Shit I don't even know how long I was out? she thinks fustureated "Stage fright, beleave it or not?" she says jockingly. When in all realitly, one wrong move and Elijah could unwightingly tare her arm off! She very slowly and carfully pulls Elijah in close, and puts the rage under Elijah's chin. "Sh, see I told you, you'd be okay." she whipsers in her ear. Her eye's start to flicker back and forth, from their everyday bright gray, to red and black. Vincent slowly moves back and the floor creacks, making Elijah reajust. Hunter tilts her head back in pain but thankfully, it's nothing she hasen't done before. Vincent starts to worry as Hunter's face is getting pail.
Elijah's eye's change back and his fangs retracked, he can't help but lick her wrist. He reaches for the chair leg behind her and pulls it closer to her, she can hear Kat, and that new girl coming up the stairs. She loses her balince and plops back in the chair. "Is everything okay?" she asks, and before anyone els can answer Hunter answers, "Of course." she answers and even weak Elijah can see the half smile she's giving him. "OOookay, then Shadow, Elijah, this is Tess."
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A Wolves Cry
WerewolfLife knowing you're the only one of you're kind, and that there will never be another, is bad enough. After six centuries of going through the best and, WORST that life has to offer. The now constant nightmares and incessant hunger are the lest of...
