User blog:SlagartheCruelOne/Doomer

It wasnt a ordinary day. Not at all! Darkula the huge rat pulled his black cloak around his shoulders. He was not pleased at all! Sledd his servant, a fox, cringed in a corner. He knew to hide when the Count was mad. Darkula turned toward him and smiled a sinister evil smile. "Do you want your blood to be what I drink tonight?" he asked the cringing fox. "N-no sir!" "Then get me a slave you fool!!" he yelled. Sledd left the room very fast. When the Count was angry, he drank blood. The reason he was angry is because his main henchbeast had deserted him. Doomer was his best rat and he hadn't expected him to desert. He must be as afraid of me as the rest he though. I'm never going to trust anybeast again!. The Count sat on his bed and waited for Sledd to bring the slave. Meanwhile in Mossflower Woods a young fox was enjoying a bright day. He had found a clearing in the woods and was eating his lunch. His name was Slagan. His grandfather was no other beast than Slagar the Cruel!