Lugoj shook his head when he felt the scent filling the air , almost like insect pheromones when their season hit , a growl leaving the back of his throat , this scent dirty to him who learned to enjoy the scent off blood and ashes before he took a deep breath , a small , whispered incantation leaving his lips , all too low for the fox to hear it yet each word making his shadow extend over the room , a blackened smoke leaving the tips of his fingers and fading in the air . The smoke absorbing the scent into itself as a disinfectant , avoiding a small circle between the vampire and the werewolf 'Let them drown in it ' he thought his true colors starting to show bit by bit .