Draven
I'm Your Worst Nightmare Dressed as your Day Dream
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It was not the padding of soft paws that woke him, even though they echoed sweetly off of the walls of the cavern. Somehow, Draven was in a deep dream and the shift from complete silence avoided his notice. But as soon as her lips parted, calling out into the darkness for company, Draven was awake and at the ready. Snarling, he reached down and grabbed a hind limb off of the corpse in front of him. She had once been a sweet, innocent teenager who had screamed so melodiously as he had teased through the muscling protecting her jugular, and her stress had only served to make her flesh all the more delectable. He had only worked his way through her front shoulder thus far, and had been enjoying her company in... Other ways. But for now, he wanted her thigh for two reasons - first in order to have a midnight snack... But also to frighten whoever this newcomer was. Draven was a vampire in the truest sense of the word - minus any magical aspects that were derived from myths and lore. Aside from blood and flesh, the next best thing that he liked to drink down was fear. Fear from his prey, surprise... All of it he loved. He was a demon and sought to bring as much chaos to the world as possible.
His incisors tore free a small strip of flesh and he swallowed it, licking his lips clean before picking up the whole haunch and trotting toward the opening. Though it was pitch black, he moved through the cavern fluidly and without error, for he had been living within it for months, perhaps nearly a year now. He knew many of the secrets of the labyrinth, and though there were many places he had not explored, he knew most of the larger chambers. Large paws flew over the cavernous floor carrying him silently toward the cavern's maw, until the ess came into his sight, his pools sweeping over her. She was full grown, as opposed to his previous meal, and would provide enough meat for him for a long while. Draven slid up behind her and slammed the thigh against the wall, a resounding echo sounding behind him, ringing like a bell. The thigh fell from his maw onto the ground and he started to tear into it, but his eyes were drinking her in. "Welcome to my humble abode. May I interest you in an appetizer, hors d'ouvre de lupine?" He chuckled, deep vocals rumbling from his maw.
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Ω Draven Ω Untamed Demon Ω Escaped Convict Ω Azura Ω
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