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Something in between. The serum wolves are coming.

He wants to have many children, hoping to pass on his traits to them and start a new dawn of vampires- day walkers. Ritoru: A kitsune of Inari, one of his favorites. He loves to cuddle with his masters and tries to please them daily, loving them a great deal. He was caught out in Inari's garden one night and was stolen, being forced into his weakest form, a fox, when they caged him. He was going to be sold but was rescued by Laurence and Silas. He's playful but he can be serious when it comes to things. He's loving and very loyal, chasing off demons to protect his masters. His playful nature usually ends in him being slightly mischevious when it comes to Laurence, pinning him to floors when

They are known for their immense speed, agility, and strength, which make them formidable opponents in combat. In terms of speed, Lupus vampires are some of the fastest creatures in the supernatural world. They are capable of running at incredible speeds, often faster than any human or animal obviously. This is due to their powerful leg muscles, which allow them to cover vast distances in a matter of seconds. They can easily outrun a human or even a car, making them difficult to catch or pursue. They can also make quick turns and abrupt stops, allowing them to evade attacks and catch their prey off guard.

,he whispered. With her heart pounding in her chest, Serena turned slowly towards where Xavier pointed and her breathe caught in her throat. A few meters from them, there was a strange beast lying on the ground. Its body rose and fell in deep slumber and the growling snores made the earth vibrate. The beast was strange in every way. It was as large as a mansion, with large massive paws, claws as thick as three trunks and two thick horns on its huge head. It had the face of a lion;short snout with great whiskers and two long sharp and pointed fangs protruding out of its mouth. There were rows and rows of thick sharp teeth, visible through the opened mouth of the beast. Its shoulders and body

Well, putting away all of that aside, Natasha had hit the shower and put on a fresh pair of blue jeans with a pink top and a white sweater before getting into white sneakers. She let her blond hair rest above her shoulders as she grabbed a bag and put something in a sort of cage right next to her closet. "Come on out, V," she started after setting down what she had put at the base of the cage. A moment later, something slithered out from a dark corner of the cage. A snake;a green viper to be exact. Taika had given her the snake when she and her mother had gone on a visit to Hawaii, where she had learnt was her birth place.

- Timot a very slow slash hits the head of the serpent! But this time, the head was cut in half!

“I guess I have to go,” I said quickly. I foolishly took steps at a normal human speed. As a result, Justin managed to stop me again and get in my way. “Are you a wolvire?” Justin asked suddenly. I looked at him confused. “My name is Bara, not Wolvire.” Justin patted his forehead like he was out of mind because of my foolishness. “I mean ‘wolvire’; stands for wolf-vampire.”

"Sebastian?" "Why, you're surprised to see your brother visiting, eh?" asked Bastian, walking up to him. In the darkness, Bastian's sharp eyes lit up and seemed to be eyeing his prey. Like a Jaguar, ready to keep an eye on its prey. A predatory animal that could swim and climb trees. Even the running is very fast and aggressive. Right now, Tristan, who had killed many people, really felt intimidated by the figure in front of him, who didn't even carry any weapons.

About twenty meters away I spot them, or more to the point I spot him. Clayton Blackridge Alpha of the Lobo Sombra pack in his huge gun metal grey wolf. Standing to his right is a brown and grey wolf slightly smaller in height and not as muscular, possibly his Beta. My wolf starts stalking towards them and even though I am protesting she wants him. As I get closer he shifts back then the other wolf turns I realise he is giving us some privacy.

', he barked abhorrently. In the hour of the grave unfortune, shadowy barbarity quelled humanity deplorably, subjugating commiseration under his relentless limpid cruelty. He curled his fingers around the leash, ghoulishly eyeing his victim's abortive endeavour to free her wrists from the shackled chain. 'Tsk Tsk baby! You cannot run unlike the night before'.