Spoiled Sweet [boyxboy]

Shadow Man

They spent the remainder of their time crunching the earths land, soiling it with spit and blood.

Vell couldn't help but trust his gut feeling, being with Vlad like this felt wrong. Scandalous. It made him feel sick to his core, especially if Vlad was meant for him. If Damien cared so much about him why didn't he receive affection? Truth is, affection is displayed differently, not always in a physical manner.

'I just hope he forgives me for running off...' He thought to himself while avoiding contact with Vladimir. His eyes stuck on the grass and dirt path.

Animals growling, chirping insects, even the wind was howling. A storm might be rolling in. But when Vell picked up his head to look around his surroundings. Vlad was gone. "Vlad..?" He said to himself in a confused squeak.

No answer.
Silence quickly let his mind play games on him. A deep growl within the forest, stalking a defenseless prey, drool dripping with greed for a bigger meal.

The stumbling of Vell's breathing combined with his lower lip trembling. He was in no condition to defend his own body, wounded, weak. Little king was a perfect target for a big bad forest beast. With no time to waste he limped down the path in a panic, the faster he tried the more aggressive the beast became. All Vell could see was whatever the moonlight shined down on, from animal eyes glowing in the dark to patches of a path in front of him with vines laced over some places. The blood from his wound leaked slightly from roughly moving about, the cloth around his mid-section dampened with the crimson nectar.

THUD!
A loud meat sack sound hit the dirty ground. Vell tripped over something, could've been anything honestly. 'I have to get out of here. This is all my fault..' Thinking helplessly as he laid on the ground, staring up at the full moon as if this was all just a bad dream. A shadow tall figure emerged from the darkness as Vell couldn't see the man, the loss of blood was seeping in or maybe exhaustion. He held the small wounded male and carried him off into the night.

But who was this man?
A familiar or a stranger?