Short Prompt #1274
CW: character death.
The massive werewolf lay peacefully on the wooden floor, its body loosely coiled around its master's chair. It played aloof as if it couldn't understand any of the conversation, but they could already tell the visitor held ill intent.
From their tense body and words to the smell of silver the wolf had picked up when the stranger entered - things were about to get interesting. But, of course, Werewolf knew its master was no fool. There was a reason why it had stayed loyal to them for so long.
Before the human visitor could even grab the handle of their hidden knife, the wolf's master was already on top of them. The human's neck snapped with a loud crack in mere seconds.
"Not even going to get up today? Some guard dog you are," the wolf's master, the vampire, scoffed with amusement. The werewolf made a show of yawning and flopping over onto its back.
"You had it handled," the wolf growled, stretching lazily.
"That I did," Vampire smirked. "One less hunter for us to worry about."
