Drake almost laughed at Alister's words, "Of course you have more blood on your hands. You're a Vampire." He said jokingly.
He moved over to the hay in silence as the vampire fell asleep. He had been sleeping most of the day, but being around Andrew tired him out.

He shifted his form back into his beast form, fanning out his wings before he settled on the large hay pile.
He breathed out shakily, old wounds still hurt, especially when bringing up old memories. He knew his illusion would drop tomorrow, his battle wounds would show. But that wasn't a problem, he had spilled his truth, there was no need to hide now.
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Andrew grinned as he went to grab his drink, talking a sip before he opened each of the files.
All the hunters were young males, each in varying sizes and heights. All of them were vaguely well shaven and not too scruffy.

"They're all between 23 and 27 years of age." He took another sip of his drink.