Aug 28, 2019
domonic let out a hearty leg, swinging his knees outward with each gust of breath. as he leaned back into the fabric of his chair, dom gazed out with his three brothers as the dirt around them rustled under the camper feets. “I wonder what trouble the dangerzone is gonna get into this summer” his tongue pressed against his teeth in a devious grin. listening to his older brother tell him the faults in his ways, he peaked out possible attackees. he was the wild one of the bunch and had the soul of a panther. his fangs craved flesh often and he was never afraid to soothe that craving.