((I have four dragons. P:
An Ancient Furdragon, an Ancient Eastern Dragon, an Adult Pteridragon, and a Hatchling Dark Dragon. <3
Yesss.
Their names are Diablo, Aoisora, Aqua, and Esairen. P:))
Wrath sighed, running his tongue against his fangs in agitation. He followed Lust's trail of bodies, and found himself now traveling with two vampires, one with gold fangs, the other with silver, as well as a human that was pretty bouncy. The group of guys soon found Ash, Crystal, and whoever else there was, the blond vampire running up. "Is anyone here injured...?" he asked, his voice sickeningly kind to Wrath's ears. He grimaced, staring at the group. They all had weird fangs.
"Just where does one get these fangs?" he asked, sidling over, the silver-fanged vampire and the human male following.
((Yes. My charries traveled together. Deal with it.))