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x❣ •• Thє Vąmpїrїc §hєєp •• ❣x
••• The sheep is gentle, meek and mild,
And led in herds by man or child—
Being less savage than the rabbit,
Sheep are gregarious by habit. •••
After a moment, Zuzu nodded in understanding. He was about to tell the mysterious male that he was a homunculus, not a vampire, when he snatched up his father's skull. Not liking the fact that this man was touching his Papa, the boy's attitude quickly changed as he moved to grab the skull back. His attempts failed however, due to the rather large height difference between him and the guest. Pouting with tears forming in his eyes, he sniffed before trying again. Failing once more, the blond boy glared at the other. “Put Papa down! It's rude to hold somebody you don't even know!” He demanded in a whiny voice. He was beginning to dislike this person. Not only had he yet to introduce himself, but he asked too many questions and now he was touching his father! Just who did this guy think he was?
At the sound of Zuzu's whining, Orm stirred. Lifting his head, he made sure to keep an eye on the werewolf. He didn't attack however. Unlike his owner, he was smart enough not to try something like that twice. Instead, his simply watched. At the moment the male didn't seem to be a threat, so there was no reason to attack... Yet, at least. He didn't trust the werewolf though. No, not one bit... But that was understandable seeing as he had already made it know that he wanted to kill his master. Though the young homunculus may not have known what the man meant by exterminate, it didn't mean that Orm was anywhere near as naïve as the young boy.
••• A voice from nowhere, in the dark
A shapeless shadow, a snake, a shark
Your vain attempt to outguess the doom
But you still know he’s in the room •••