#hugostarter

It seemed like a lot of people deferred to Hugo's judgement in regards to matters of their mission, and to be fair, why wouldn't they? A high ranking military official like Hugo would know the ins and outs of war, and their fight was certainly one. A war they needed to keep contained. He could help them do that.

But it didn't mean people needed to constantly barge on him during his free time...

The darkness of the night within this massive city, there were creatures afoot who knew that their only way of survival as to keep within their circle. Though, that wasn't the case for Hugo. He had strayed from his respected and well-established pack to find his mind. He lost it a few hundred years ago and needed some sort of clarity. Unlike most creatures he associated with, he found the thirst for blood far more compelling than sitting around the living room of the house he shared with other immortal beings. Flitting by a few drunken humans, his nose twitched and seemed to catch the scent of someone around him. Looking around, his icy blue eyes seemed to glow a bit in the light. Of course, this was the friendly glow. Once he caught the scent of someone he found delicious, they would be turning into a crimson hue that could frighten even his leader. Licking his fangs a bit behind his lips, he started to prowl the streets, keeping his head down just a bit. He was weary, street-smart, and keeping his guard up high. Hopefully this would be a successful hunt.