The summer night was hauntingly still. Nothing moved, not even the leaves covering the surrounding trees. A thin, mournful howl suddenly split the air, piercing through the silence like an arrow.
Bane recognized his brother's howl at once. The smell of humans drifted through the air. (Get this typo away) [i]Disgusting, he thought when he caught the scent. He lifted his head from the carcass of a freshly killed deer and sighed. What has Fang gotten himself into this time?
He began to sprint toward the direction of the howl. Bane had been running for less than a minute when he spied Fang, a silver dash in his peripheral vision. A split second later, a group of humans carrying torches raced after Fang. (weren't they after Fang all the time? Did the humans just form out of thin air? Choice of words should be changed.)
Bane noticed the humans garments, and a chill raced up his spine. The men were completely garbed in black, except for the crest of the royal family, which was emblazoned in silver on their shirts. They were demon hunters. Their purpose was to kill werewolves. If they caught Fang...
Edit: This isn't how I really ended the prologue. I just haven't finished it, ha. I have posted Chapter 1 somewhere...agh, I'm too lazy to find the URL.
Your lazy, wow... are you too lazy to poke the penguin?
Good work! I liked it, I normally hate (No offence to werewolf lover.) werewolf stories (or vampire.) But I liked this one. This is the second werewolf/vampire story that I thought to be good, ever (Though I don't read them very much.)
Keep up the good work.
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