•••○Does the truth really set you free?○•••A non-Twilight Vampire PRP

"Right...I said quietly,nodding my head.I then turned to where I heard a rustling of leaves,and fought the urge to bare my fangs,and let hunters instinct take over.Instead,I bit my lip,and groaned inwardly when the sharp,metallic, unappetizing taste of my own blood hit me.

Jes looked at her. His fangs were lightly barred toward her. He always took on a defensive pose when meeting people. People as in his prey. But this time, she was a vampire... No prey, just enemy at the moment. Or so he thought.