Cortus nodded and looked at the meal they’d caught. It wasn’t much to look at but it was more food than he’d seen in his life. Already the burning hunger inside him had started to flare up. It felt very strange to him to be hunting for a coven. Before his coven had the policy of you ate what you caught. If you chose to share it with those vampires you made then so be it. Then they’d found out he’d been made and all hell broke loose. He sighed heavily and asked “How long has this coven been around?”<br/>His new coven seemed to be very powerful, which was good he guessed. There wasn’t a lot he knew about his kind but what he did know was age meant power with vampires. If this coven was as old as he thought he should be safe with them.