<strong>Name:</strong>The White Wolf<br/><strong>Location:</strong><em>Unknown</em><br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Katherine<br/><hr/><br/><strong>Where’s Diego? You better not have hurt him..</strong><br/><br/>The White Wolf laughed, “Hurt? Hurt is an understatement. You don’t need to worry about him. This is all about you.”<br/><br/><strong>Where am I?! What the hell do you want with me?!</strong><br/><br/>“With you? Nothing. If I wasn’t ordered to bring you here, then I would have you defanged and roasting in the sun along with him! We’re going to keep you in this box until you go insane with bloodlust. When your lord comes, you’ll blindly attack him and want to suck him dry.”<br/><br/>The werewolves all chorused with laughter until one of the guards entered the room. The White Wolf looked to him.<br/><br/>The guard swallowed apprehensively, “We can’t get his fangs.”<br/><br/>“What do you mean you can’t get his fangs? You chopped off his arms and legs didn’t you?” He grinned slightly for he knew the news would horrify the fledgling.<br/><br/>“Yes my lord, but his fangs aren’t like normal vampires’…”<br/><br/>“I don’t know what that means, but my necklace needs more fangs. Use the virgin…” he lowered his head to the coffin and spoke wickedly, “Not even the eldest vampire can resist the blood of an innocent.”<br/><br/>“When you’re done with her, bring her here so that we can acquaint the fledgling with the purest tasting blood on earth.”<br/><br/>“Yes, my lord.”