The night is alive with silence as I move through the forest toward who knows where. My usual haunt when not in Munashii was always the Caverns before, but I find myself wanting to find something different this time, something more. Not that I didn't enjoy myself in the darkness of those caverns. Oh, I did find enjoyment, that's for sure. Replaying those memories, I lick my lips slowly, dissatisfied in how dry my tongue comes away. Yes, it is getting about that time. Time to find some blood to wet my lips. I pick up a trail not too far down the path and since I don't have any destination in mind, I decide to go where it takes me.
It doesn't take me long to find her. She isn't particularly hiding. In fact, she's standing under a waterfall, looking beautiful and mysterious, staring straight ahead as if the falling water holds all the answers she could ever desire. Smirking, I step from the shadows and come up beside her. She doesn't even know I'm there till my fangs caress her neck. And by then, it's too late to do anything besides scream. And scream she does as I close my jaws around her neck and pull her to the ground, putting my fore paw over her head to hold her down as she puts up a struggle. Her eyes are wide and begging for mercy, mercy she won't find this night. Usually I'd have a little more fun with my prey, but I've gone on a little too long without blood and I'm feeling a little out of control. It doesn't take long to find her spasming jugular and clench it between my teeth. She lets out one more yelp and then it cuts short, reduced to mindless gutteral noises and gurgling as she draws her last breath.
Once I'm satisfied, I go to work licking at the wound I made, lapping up the blood like it's the finest nectar. My skin shivers with pleasure, my hunger immediately satisfied by this fresh meal. When I get bored, I make new wounds, biting her thigh, her stomach, her chest, anywhere to make new incisions and let the blood flow freely. Once I'm full, her body is pretty much fully drained but I feel bloated as a tick. Licking my lips, I look down at my scarlet stained chest. Guess I'd better clean myself up. What a perfect setting. I walk slowly toward the pool at the bottom of the waterfall, staring into the water at my reflection before splashing the image away with my paw. Without further hesitation, I step fully into the water until I'm chest deep. Then I slowly lower myself until nothing is above the surface except my muzzle and my bright blue eyes. The water turns red around me and it's the perfect color.
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so just bite me baby
and drink all my blood
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