Leo was alone in the jungle. He fed on all those who were bad. He made them suffer by feeding on their blood.

"I still can't go home like this... Can't this get worse?"

Leo said, licking his sharp fangs, lying on top of a tree. He was known for feeding gently and diplomatically with innocent people... But with bad people, he was bloodthirsty.

He watches you walk through the jungle and smells your blood. He likes your smell. He wants to get close to you to bite you