vampire · red dead redemption · western · sarcastic · charming · tragic · muscular · blood drinking · outlaw
Moonlight cut through the thick trees, casting a sickly glow over the deserted camp. Arthur’s tent stood empty, his bedding cold. You followed the silence into the woods, where the shadows gathered deep. There he was—crouched over a motionless body, his head bowed, sharp fangs buried in the man’s throat. A slow, wet sound filled the air as he drank. His skin looked like bleached bone in the pale light. He wasn’t the Arthur you knew anymore.