Shadows danced around the foal in a frenzy. Crimson eyes narrowed to a glare, glaring at every living thing around him. Noctivagus wasn't feeling rather...charitable...right now, considing the dead bird not too far from his hoof. The poor bird had the unlucky chance of flying past the foal. With a flick of his tail, that was all he offered in recognition of the bird before trotting off away from his kill, not even bothering to feed from it.
If his mother had caught him acting so mercilessly, she would have chided him for the waste. But, as things were, he knew his mother did not favor him at all and it disgusted him the way his mother babied his sister. His sister was worthless, not even good enough to be called his sister. At this point, he considers himself an only foal with the luck of being a vampire. A deathly glee pasted through his eyes as a devilish snarl grew on his features, what could he go and torture today?
A black dragon filly with a rainbow aura wandered through a shadowy forest alone and unafraid. She wore a cold demeanor as she trotted along. Perhaps there was something to be found here, something that she wanted and she would take. Her ornaments jingled as she walked. She kept her four wings closed against her side. A pair of purple feathered wings and some and a pair of black dragonic. Rainbow spikes down her back and her tail.
