#demetriel

If you snuck into my room I would:

[ x ] Go back to sleep                 [  ] Kick you out[ x ] Cuddle with you                   [  ] Be like “How in the world?”[  ] Let you sleep on the floor    [  ] Become angry

If you kissed me (or hugged) I would:

[ x ] Kiss or hug you back                       [ x ] Smile and laugh[  ] Stiffen, and feel uncomfortable        [  ] Push you away[  ] Be shocked                                       [  ] Strike you

If you asked me to go out with you for a day I would say:

[  ] No          [ x ] Yes          [  ] Most certainly not.          [ x ] Without hesitation.

You are:

[ x ] Cute          [ x ] Adorable          [ x ] Attractive          [ x ] Beautiful[  ] Okay         [  ] Ugly                 [  ] Am not going to grace this with an answer

You are to me a:

[  ] Stranger          [  ] Acquaintance          [ x ] Ally[ x ] Friend              [ x ] Love                        [  ] Rival [  ] Enemy

I find you to be:

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@demetriel

Kate didn’t know why the tracker had been following her for days, as she had left her sister and her ‘extended’ family behind in Alaska with the knowing that she would return. 

Swearing to Tanya that she would return and to not dare step foot in Italy, at all as she wanted vengeance. She had wanted it since the moment Caius gave the order for Irina to be ripped apart and burned. 

It made her furious deep down inside, as she was forever mourning the loss of not only her mother/her creator Sasha who was executed long ago but now her dear beautiful sister, Irina. All because of false information. 

So after going down a dark alley-way, late at night in Paris. The pale blonde haired dark eyed vampire stopped suddenly, and seemed to be glaring in one direction. 

“Keep following me, and you’ll soon know how powerful I am as I’ll bring you to your knees, tracker.”

( @demetriel )

Primrose was out. She wasn’t outside the house as often as she used to and when she did it was usually to run errands. But tonight she was out for a stroll and nothing more than that. As she stepped outside and headed nowhere in particular she recognized the large, scruffy cat she called Buttercup rolling about on the pavement and decided to take him with her.

With the animal in her arms, Primrose walked and walked as she softly stroked the bundle of red fur until he became to heavy for her to carry around for much longer and she put him down, watching as it stood and looked up at her in puzzlement for a moment, almost as if he wondered what he had done wrong to deserve this. Prim smiled down at him and was about to tell him that it wasn’t his fault when Buttercup’s head snapped away from her to gaze at something the blonde could not see. She followed him with her eyes when he suddenly turned around and sped off into the other direction.

Prim stood in wonder, eyes wandering back to the spot the cat she once saved had been staring at.

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