Victoria shrugged her shoulders, really not caring weather or not other Vampires would care about a werewolf using that line. It isn't like they got copyright claim to the said quote. She rolled her wild brown eyes, probably going to ask that to the next vampire she sees that makes a comment on that. Vampires were so pick about weather or not another person was to use a line that they normally use probably almost daily. So annoying..
"Get on the wrong side of a mutt?" A brown brow was raised, the scent of blood was surely coming from this vampire. The reason why she called other werewolves Mutts, was quite simple. She believed those that would attack a single, or even a small group of humans, Veelas, or Vampires for this case on Hogwarts grounds, were Mutts. They couldn't control their anger, or the natural rivalry between the two ancient races that have traveled this world longer then any human has been.
The brown haired werewolf stretched again, cracking every bone in her body that she possibly could. A yawn also escaped her lips. The winter snow was causing her to become sleepy, and tired again She was more then tempted to go back into her tree like Throne and continue to sleep. But she knew if she did, Ariel or Carlos would find her and then she would get a real lecture from either her mentor , or her elder half-brother.
by Victoria Greyback Sun Jan 22, 2012 6:52 am