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Fandom / Transylvania's Moon (Bellyache)
« on: October 18, 2020, 10:25:12 PM »
Five years had passed and all that time seemed to blur together into nothing but patrolling around at night and being given orders. Honestly it wasn't appealing in the slightest. Oh how his thoughts often drifted back to Mina and the day he had to leave her behind in England...well he didn't have to, he made the choice to try and save her from this fate. Yet he couldn't help but doubt his choice, questioning himself on why he didn't put more faith into Professor Van Helsing or why he thought trading places was remotely wise?! A glance up to the clear sky revealed the moon wasn't full but the next stage of it would be, one more night wandering the woods as a normal person..
Harker sighed quietly, letting his gaze drift down from the night sky and to the ground beneath his feet. The sounds of the forest seemed louder yet they weren't, his hearing could pick up things better now. His eyes allowed him to see farther and better, and his nose picked up on the various smells from the pollen of different floral to the animals that passed by here at lunchtime to now. A curse. There was no way a human man would be able to protect vampires, so Dracula did something about that. The potion had tasted horrible but the curse was it's result, the one good thing from it though?
"Are you patrolling the southern edge?" A rough voice asked, causing the man to look behind him.
A wolf stood there, grey fur with bits of white and darker areas. Their amber gaze staring up at him as if it was awaiting some form of instruction. If all this madness hadn't happened, Harker would've freaked out. Instead, he simply stood there. Calm...knowing that this wild animal wasn't hunting him nor had it the intention to.
"Yes. I figured it was time for everyone to rotate in order to keep a better look on things. I haven't been at the southern edge for a four months now, I need to make sure my memory of it is the same." Harker responded.
"Very well." The wolf responded to his ears alone. "I shall take your place at the eastern edge. Perhaps, a hunt tomorrow night is in order with the pack, my alpha?"
That was something he didn't like to be called, in human terms it was the same things as a lord or king. Harker didn't feel like either of those things. But tomorrow was the full moon...he wouldn't be himself then.
"Perhaps, it'll depend on how this night goes." Harker answers. "Now run along, there's a large amount of territory to watch. Since there were no hunters this week, it's safe to no have to go in groups now."
The wolf nodded before it ran off, heading off to convey the information to the other wolves before going to the Eastern side of Dracula's castle no doubt. Talking wolves....vampires, becoming a monster...certainly wasn't in any of Harker's imaginings for how his life would be as a adult. The one thing he wanted was Mina...and he couldn't have her..damn bat made sure of that.
Company. That was the good thing to come from the wolves. While he wasn’t a normal wolf, the creatures accepted him and they were his only source of nightly conversation.
For a couple of hours, the patrol seemed to be empty. Once in a while, he'd spot the local wildlife before it wisely fled from him. Coming upon the clearing that was just at the edge of the property, Harker took a seat on a boulder with a small sigh. His grey hair sported bits of the dark grey it once was though to anyone who saw him five years ago, would say that his hair was more grey than anything. His alert eyes were scanning the area, searching through the tall grass for anything that would cause for a alarm. As much as he hated this place, he had to defend it.
Harker sighed quietly, letting his gaze drift down from the night sky and to the ground beneath his feet. The sounds of the forest seemed louder yet they weren't, his hearing could pick up things better now. His eyes allowed him to see farther and better, and his nose picked up on the various smells from the pollen of different floral to the animals that passed by here at lunchtime to now. A curse. There was no way a human man would be able to protect vampires, so Dracula did something about that. The potion had tasted horrible but the curse was it's result, the one good thing from it though?
"Are you patrolling the southern edge?" A rough voice asked, causing the man to look behind him.
A wolf stood there, grey fur with bits of white and darker areas. Their amber gaze staring up at him as if it was awaiting some form of instruction. If all this madness hadn't happened, Harker would've freaked out. Instead, he simply stood there. Calm...knowing that this wild animal wasn't hunting him nor had it the intention to.
"Yes. I figured it was time for everyone to rotate in order to keep a better look on things. I haven't been at the southern edge for a four months now, I need to make sure my memory of it is the same." Harker responded.
"Very well." The wolf responded to his ears alone. "I shall take your place at the eastern edge. Perhaps, a hunt tomorrow night is in order with the pack, my alpha?"
That was something he didn't like to be called, in human terms it was the same things as a lord or king. Harker didn't feel like either of those things. But tomorrow was the full moon...he wouldn't be himself then.
"Perhaps, it'll depend on how this night goes." Harker answers. "Now run along, there's a large amount of territory to watch. Since there were no hunters this week, it's safe to no have to go in groups now."
The wolf nodded before it ran off, heading off to convey the information to the other wolves before going to the Eastern side of Dracula's castle no doubt. Talking wolves....vampires, becoming a monster...certainly wasn't in any of Harker's imaginings for how his life would be as a adult. The one thing he wanted was Mina...and he couldn't have her..damn bat made sure of that.
Company. That was the good thing to come from the wolves. While he wasn’t a normal wolf, the creatures accepted him and they were his only source of nightly conversation.
For a couple of hours, the patrol seemed to be empty. Once in a while, he'd spot the local wildlife before it wisely fled from him. Coming upon the clearing that was just at the edge of the property, Harker took a seat on a boulder with a small sigh. His grey hair sported bits of the dark grey it once was though to anyone who saw him five years ago, would say that his hair was more grey than anything. His alert eyes were scanning the area, searching through the tall grass for anything that would cause for a alarm. As much as he hated this place, he had to defend it.