(Wow this is going to be super awkward, probably more for me though. I don’t even care. It’s lucky to see the light of day actually xD. Also this is my first time trying to write something like this so my writing may be shittier than usual)
One thousand shades of grey flashed past him. The taste of blood on his tongue and an intense feeling obedience, a need to please his master. -he is testing me, he wants to see if I am ready, There is a reward waiting.- thoughts pass in and out of him as fast water reaches the oceans. His master was waiting for him, and he would do anything to please his sir. The city was blind to his presence, at least the mortals where. He could tell when he was seen, the immortals steered clear. He was dangerous, a killer and good at it. He hunted his prey across the world and never lost a scent. Well, rarely lost a scent and when he did it was only a matter of time before his target was back within his reaches. Now was no exception, his master was training him he knew, the targets scent of fear was mixed with his master’s. Another deep breath and everything was fresh again. Down the alley, over the garbage pile, through the apartment building. He had to give it to his master. This certainly was a goose chase. His master had gone over everything trying to deter him. It wouldn’t work. His master even brought out the wolfsbane, something his nose got very distracted by. It hid scents from him well but it wasn’t long before he was on the trail again. It was a man he was following, a real bad man at that.