WolfOfProphecys
Ten Thousand Club
Ash, standing quietly looking around, woozy from the bite she'd been given by the woman who had driven her here, felt confused. She'd moved to the tent to grab the letter, frowning at the name of her roommate. Francis Sato. Having no idea who that was, she pocketed it for now, and moved back out of the tents range, looking around. She caught a glimpse of the two pregnant girls going behind the tent, and assumed quietly to herself that the vampire wanted to feed. Or, by the way the feeder seemed to be dragging the vampire, needed to feed. She herself knew the lesson there. You needed to keep your vampire fed, else it meant a punishment. Ash, of course, didn't have a vampire of her own, but the family who owned her were her masters and mistresses instead. And she was expected to keep them all happy, alongside the few other feeders they had.
Lurking around, cradling her bitten arm close, she glanced around. Maybe she could talk to the older feeder once she returned from behind the tent. She seemed like someone who needed a friend, and Ash didn't really want to approach anyone else. Especially not a vampire.
Sgt Gomez Cosmos
Lurking around, cradling her bitten arm close, she glanced around. Maybe she could talk to the older feeder once she returned from behind the tent. She seemed like someone who needed a friend, and Ash didn't really want to approach anyone else. Especially not a vampire.
Sgt Gomez Cosmos