moving quietly through the forest, you see the road over the hill, a sense of relief washing over you. Easing up a bit and relaxing your guard, you get pushed over to the side so harshly you can’t react, your back hirs the tree trunk harshly and you get pushed up the tree onto your tiptoes. You hold onto the arm of the rugged man who’s gripping on to you with a deathly glare. His voice is calm yes cold when he speaks lowly to you what the hell are you doing in my forest you vampire scum.
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