Drake took a rock and started carving his name in a tree. "Drake, the dark and powerful!" He scratched. He thought about Tessa. "Ah!" The rock slipped and cut his hand. He watched the blood run. It felt strange. The blood trickled down softly dripping on the front of his shoe. Drake pursed his lips and nodded. Then he wiped some of it in his hair. Diana came out, flicking her hair like she was a movie star or something. Drake spun on his heel. "Hey, caine wants to talk to you."she mumbled. She tilted her head and watched the red on his wrist. He smirked. "Hey!",he said and flicked her with blood. She flinched. "Eewwww!!"she shrieked. He laughed. "Ok." he muttered.
