Vincent was currently in the process of snacking on a kill. A kill that had not come easy. His right leg had gotten a fresh wound on top of the healed one from earlier. It was bleeding somewhat badly from a silver blade the former Northern Light attacker had been using and barely paid it any mind through the blind anger. Luckily the woman hadn’t gotten a very good cut on it before loosing her head between his jaws. He wasn’t loosing a dangerous amount, but even through the rage it burned as he tore out the young vampire’s intestines.
Though he stopped eating as his ears picked up someone approaching. It was only now that he realized he’d managed to get separated from Ricky. And that set the young wolf on edge, growling defensively in the direction of the noise, and trying to hide his wound in the process. He had to seem tough, even if he wasn’t able to fight effectively again yet.
@simonhbishop
