11-08-2018, 12:20 AM
Alex chuckled, because Xanthus’s comment was a bit confusing.
“Unfortunately, a pureblood vampire as yourself just can’t change into something else on the whim, but,” Alex returned the favor, his foot rubbing up against David’s calf underneath the table with a state of dominance. “It’s different for you on the other hand.”
Alex looked down at the drink David had. With his thumb pressing back against his index finger, a clear liquid began to ease out from the nails.
“Now, there are stories about people back in the Puritan era who drunk from water that had a paw print on it. By the next full moon, they turned or suffered an agonizing death. I’m here to tell you that both of those things are true, but not exact at the same time. You see, they only died from the transition because they weren’t accepted by the Alpha into the pack, Pride, or what have you. It’s not the case for you, though. Tonight’s a full moon and so, you could go from a human to a Werelion instantly under the right conditions with me marking you here and now as mine.”
The mark was the first condition. The second was clearly drinking the laced beverage and the third? Well, that involved some personal conversations on an intimate level. While Alex was doing all of this however, the nose knew. He smelled the aroma of someone who had long left the school, two years ago to be exact. When the hand came to poke him, Alex moved with swift feline grace, seemingly pouncing on the hidden figure.
“Hey there,” he said with a chuckle, his hand practically touching an invisible force that distorted here and there. It oddly reminded him of the Predator films with the alien that used a cloaking device.
“Unfortunately, a pureblood vampire as yourself just can’t change into something else on the whim, but,” Alex returned the favor, his foot rubbing up against David’s calf underneath the table with a state of dominance. “It’s different for you on the other hand.”
Alex looked down at the drink David had. With his thumb pressing back against his index finger, a clear liquid began to ease out from the nails.
“Now, there are stories about people back in the Puritan era who drunk from water that had a paw print on it. By the next full moon, they turned or suffered an agonizing death. I’m here to tell you that both of those things are true, but not exact at the same time. You see, they only died from the transition because they weren’t accepted by the Alpha into the pack, Pride, or what have you. It’s not the case for you, though. Tonight’s a full moon and so, you could go from a human to a Werelion instantly under the right conditions with me marking you here and now as mine.”
The mark was the first condition. The second was clearly drinking the laced beverage and the third? Well, that involved some personal conversations on an intimate level. While Alex was doing all of this however, the nose knew. He smelled the aroma of someone who had long left the school, two years ago to be exact. When the hand came to poke him, Alex moved with swift feline grace, seemingly pouncing on the hidden figure.
“Hey there,” he said with a chuckle, his hand practically touching an invisible force that distorted here and there. It oddly reminded him of the Predator films with the alien that used a cloaking device.