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Ren padded through the open field her pelt covered in mist as she stalked her prey. She was unsure if the poor creature deserved this fate but she knew she needed to resolve her anger in her hunt. She jumped on the innocent half-ling snapping it’s neck swiftly knowing it was just a body of meekness that caused it to not put up a fight like most pure-bloods. She sneered at the being beneath her; it was nothing but a innocent vampiric half-blood that had only committed the crime of stealing a horse for food from her camp. Her body morphed back to its humanic form as the blood of the boy spattered up at her chest and face from her hand that held the boys jugular; were she knelt to drink from the neck of the victim. When she finished her portion of the blood she dragged her victim to her camp where her subordinates drank from him. “He will have to do for now but the horse is dead!” Ren growled from the deepest of her throat, “And we needed that horse too!” The members of her clan just fed not caring if the horse was dead or not when she hissed loudly, “LISTEN TO ME YOU BASTARDS!” The whole group snapped to attention as the fire flickered in the background the smell of blood in the air like a thick fog. “Without that horse we will starve,” Ren growled her body still as stone as she addressed her people, “and if we starve you buffoons we will surely not have enough people to fight the Vampiric Secondary wars!” The subordinates shook in fear as Ren looked scarier than ever her body and clothing covered in blood.