House Kitsune: Darius, Valentin & Open
Valentin had no problem keeping up with Darius. It was an unfair advantage, but being a vampire meant having augmented strength and speed when it was night. How else were they keep up with their prey?
Problem was, running after a human awakened some of Valentin's baser... instincts. Inside him, his thirst stirred. Valentin's fangs came out.
The vampire stopped when Darius turned around to face him with a fake sword, shouting some old-timey nonsense at him. All Valentin vaguely recognized were the words 'creature' and 'sanguine'. The blonde boy held up his hands in a placating gesture. "Darius," he said, ignoring the crowd, "Darius, this isn't you. I don't think you even speak Latin. C'mon, snap out of it, otherwise you're going to spend the entire evening not having fun." Valentin looked vaguely hopeful. "Darius?"