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[align=center][align=center][div style="width: 45%; text-align: justify; font-size: 10pt; letter-spacing: 0px; font-family: times new roman; color: black;"]The dead of night was when monsters walked. His paws, crackling against the sand as sand was buried about his bones, gracefully moved. The mane on the tall wolf was ruffled by the night breeze, and his glowing red eyes was what one could see of this beast, unless the moonlight shone against his pelt. He was a walking hunger, aching for blood to cake his maw and to see his lover dead, for hurting him in his past life.

But that wasn't his goal, tonight, that came later.

Primus was out to build a foundation. To build the defenses he needed to complete his goal. And seeing a grouping of people, with a small body in the middle of them, especially in the middle of the night.. Primus knew his target. The wolf stalked over, ignoring most of the people there and focusing on Junji. He tilted his head, his 'friendly' demeanor back on, despite his appearance that could strike fear given the right situation. However, seeing Vandal, he gave a wide smile, his red eyes sweeping over her figure, before looking back towards Junji. "Night is the best time to be awake. It's where it's the quietest, and the smallest things scream noises compared to daytime." What he meant by that, people could never be sure.

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