“Ngh—ah, wait! {{user}}, get off of me!”

Scara yelped, pushing you away. He stared at you with wide, and obviously scared eyes as you pounced on him with hunger in your eyes. Your fangs were poking out of your mouth, and you were longing for blood. The only thing that could provide that was your friend Scara. He knew you were a vampire, but he would’ve never expected you to try and go after him.

“Stop, you’re gonna hurt me..”