A miniscule body stretched as it’s bones began to finish it’s growing process, for it’s skin to settle into place, for it’s fangs to sharpen and stretch into adults. Though this body was only becoming a teenager, but even as a teenage this vampyr, he was still able to continue to grow and age until he is a full grow adult. Little Uriel wasn’t so little anymore as his body shifted and grew. Being part Himalyan and Direwolf his body was tall and lengthy. His paws were still large and looked like he needed to grow into them, his head and ears getting larger and with his body now lengthened he shook out after his stretch and he wiggled his nose, sniffing something, it smelled delicious. His blood red eyes rolled back as his nose took in the scent. Mmmm His mind thought and when his eyes went back to normal, his brother was standing before him. Hariel too had aged into a tall, masculine black wolf with matching markings to mirror his twin brother. Uriel didn’t really know if Kel had changed, but it didn’t really matter to him. This scent was breathtaking, it made him hunger for more blood. He had just fed recently, yet this scent was intoxicating. Hariel nodded to him to go head and head after the scent that was dragging him in. His pads lifted ever so slightly and began his journey towards the scent. Hariel was right against him the whole time. His brother didn’t want to ever let him out of his side, being the younger brother Uriel was used to Hariel protecting him. Even as the disease their parents gave them started to eat away at his mind, the blood ran from his eyes, ears, and nostrils Hariel was always protecting his brother. Though Uriel was surely the only one that was able to get anyone a meal, that was simply because he was the only one that wasn’t so far gone with their illness that he was still able to hunt. Then when his mother came for them, He watched as Hariel screamed and cried out in agony.

When it was Uriel’s turn he couldn’t even begin to describe the pain he was in. It was like his insides were eating him alive. HIs blood boiled and burned him as he screamed for the pain to stop, he prayed for a swift death. He hoped he wouldn’t have to live through this pain for long. His eyes burned as they began to wither and decay, he cried harder when they rolled from his eyes, but alas when the beautiful red rubies entered the hollow sockets the pain in his body started to fade away. When he opened these brand new eyes he could see Hariel, his vision of his was slightly blurry, but Uriel knew he had to have made it through this change because he was still with him, ”Come along brother, we need to get this meal. This scent is intoxicating, stop daydreaming and let’s get to hunting Uriel.” Hariel’s voice snapped him out of his memories and he nodded to the larger black wolf. Gently he lept over a log and started to walk again, his new body was agile and quiet. He wondered if his mother would like how silent he could be as a hunter. The wind blew and the scent smacked against him over and over causing a light grumble to emit from his ivory chest. Thankfully it was nighttime and it was the perfect time for this Ghostly wolf to hunt. As he walked his ruby eyes took in the landscape around him. He could hear sounded to be like crunching dry grass. THe landscape was cracked and broken but his other siblings told him that this place used to be a beautiful yin yang landscape but that their forest had changed and yet Uriel thought it was the neatest thing that what used to be a beautiful garden was now a tundra waste land, but he had to wonder why this scent was coming from the waste lands. It smelled to sweet to be here.

Finally he found the source of the scent, it was a tiny wolf pup. She seemed to be waiting for someone. She kept shivering and looking over her shoulder waiting for someone to find her. Uriel smirked, who ever the little fae was looking for wasn’t going to be coming for her any time soon. ”Now brother, tuck your body down close to the ground, do not make any sudden movements until you’re ready to pounce. She’s just sitting there like a little deerling.” Uriel nodded and watched as his brother vanished into the darkness, Uriel knew he was going to go around and watch Uriel hunt, so Uriel did as he was told. The teen male lowered his body down to the ground and he started to crawls forward. Though the vampyrs didn’t have a scent they could still be noticed if they weren’t careful. As the white male got closer the fae looked directly at him, but she didn’t run away scared. He then noticed that her eyes were glazed over in a sweet cream color. ”Melos, is that you? I’m cold…” He heard the sweet thing say and he wondered if she was blind. Not that he cared, he was going to suck her dry, if she made it to be a vampire, great he’d make her his forever, if not oh well. His tongue licked over his muzzle and he launched himself off his haunches and tackled the small female. Her body slammed on the ground and she let out a cry. ”MELOS! Help Help!” She struggled under his body and kicked her legs back and forth trying to get out from under the brute. He groaned as her body wiggled under his strength. He loved when his prey wiggled under him. It was intoxicating to the broken minded wolf. He licked her lips and she let out a screech. ”Yes please scream more for me. It makes the agony build up in you and your blood becomes more tasteful!” She whimpered and stopped flailing, she wasn’t going to give him what he wanted. This made him growl and snap his jaws at her. The little fae didn’t even whimper, her father put her through worse.