FoxWriter
Cluster
- Joined
- Jan 20, 2011
- Location
- in the realm of lust and seduction
Harry smirked a little. “it's a waste of good blood, but we're trying to make it look like werewolves and death eaters, not Vampires Ashlin.” Harry stated calmly. “i don't suppose you kept any of Methuselah's bones?” he asked his head tilted. “we need to have at least one mostly there skeleton, or parts of several to make it look like they where eating them right there.” “we have a bunch of prisoners down int h cells, most of them are Dumbledore's men trying to murder us.” “they'll do fine, chop off a limb or two and then strip the flesh off the bone, we'll use Fenrir to gnaw on the bones since he's the only werewolf here. I also want Fenrir to start the fire so that the clearing smells like him, in case Dumbledore has any other traitor Vampire lackeys hanging about.” Harry complained Fen nodding.
As a werewolf he was keen on human flesh, though he restrained himself as much as possible the chance to eat flesh was making his Inner Wolf growl eagerly. They split up to do what needed to be done, chopping limps off of soulless light members and Fenrir had himself a nice little feast, as did most of his werewolf buddies, cleaning the human bones and even snapping them open and sucking out the marrow. In the morning everyone donated half a pint, which was multiplied into two, or three pints each for Fen and the massive army of werewolves to splash about.
The Twins informed them all that the house was empty, and that they'd sent an owl to their mum to say that they where celebrating Theo's birthday early at the house just that morning, they went in for half an hour, stunk up the place with their human scents, and then took off to let Fen and the werewolves do their things, setting fire to the house and spreading the bones everywhere along with the blood. By the time they where done, and shot the Dark Mark into the sky, the place looked like a war Zone, and a grizzly one at that. It wouldn't be long before Harry would go tearing into Dumbledore's office demanding revenge, they just had to wait for the news article.
As a werewolf he was keen on human flesh, though he restrained himself as much as possible the chance to eat flesh was making his Inner Wolf growl eagerly. They split up to do what needed to be done, chopping limps off of soulless light members and Fenrir had himself a nice little feast, as did most of his werewolf buddies, cleaning the human bones and even snapping them open and sucking out the marrow. In the morning everyone donated half a pint, which was multiplied into two, or three pints each for Fen and the massive army of werewolves to splash about.
The Twins informed them all that the house was empty, and that they'd sent an owl to their mum to say that they where celebrating Theo's birthday early at the house just that morning, they went in for half an hour, stunk up the place with their human scents, and then took off to let Fen and the werewolves do their things, setting fire to the house and spreading the bones everywhere along with the blood. By the time they where done, and shot the Dark Mark into the sky, the place looked like a war Zone, and a grizzly one at that. It wouldn't be long before Harry would go tearing into Dumbledore's office demanding revenge, they just had to wait for the news article.