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@Peter_Duende language

Eve backs away from him sharply in reverse.

Corvin sharply cuts off his growling at the sight of Eve backing away. He keeps his eyes on the vampires, but lowers his threatening stance; still ready to defend himself and Eve, if need be.

@Peter_Duende language

Corvin tilts his head a little when looking at Eve; a soft feeling of sympathy for her settles over him. He glances back at the vampires, anger in his eyes at their mindless actions.

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Shedera looked at Corvin eyes wide and filled with fear.

@Peter_Duende language

(Yup, but Corvin is confused. He doesn't know what I know. :P )
Corvin doesn't back up any farther, the hair on his neck still raised, but he stands down from his threatening stance.

@A5_ WICKED

(Yeah)
Evelyn looks around then back at Corvin. She skirts around him quickly. Her tail flicks his nose as she trots by.

@Peter_Duende language

(I've got to go soon. I'm not sure if I'll be back this weekend, but I should be returning either Sunday afternoon or Monday. We could make our characters all part ways if you'd like to continue the RP while I'm gone.)

Corvin snorts at the contact, shaking his head and swiping at his nose to quell sudden itch.

@Peter_Duende language

(Talk to you later, then.)
Corvin follows her movement until she disappears into the bushes. He looks towards the vampires only to find them gone. He shuffles on his paws a moment before darting into the woods again. Ravenous, throughout the night he catches several small animals to sate his hunger. Definitely checking the lunar calendar more thoroughly from now on, he thinks, his thoughts becoming more lucid and human as the night wanes.

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(Um… Shedera was still there frozen in fear)

@Peter_Duende language

Corvin wakes up in a foreign place. Well, not totally foreign. He sits up, and long grass brushes at his hair and shoulders; the massive meadow behind his house. He stands up shakily, his clothes in tatters. He looks to the woods, his hunting ground last night. He sighs, rubbing at his eyes. The sun is barely up, but he never made it home last night. He sighs and starts heading back to his house; Now I have to come up with some reason as to why 1. Dad's large office window is broken, 2. Why I never made it home last night, and 3. Why my clothes are shredded. Yeah. He frowns. Lying sucks.