QUIL:
“NICE TO MEE ” HIS EMOTIONS WERE BEGINNING to calm the well of tears started to leave and finally the shapeshifter sniffed properly. Inhaling the sweet scent of the flowers that grew amongst the grass and that known smell of a vampire that he had just held a conversation with! Quil began to back away, teeth bared and ready to figh if necessary.
Crap, he knows. “W-Wait, please. I-I just wanted to see my home again. It’s been over 100 years, please. Quil. I’m still a Black.” Berevity said as she put hand between them.













