Yeah I don't know. Please don't hurt me again xD
"Thanks. Mr. Crepsley. That helped all of my wounds!" I exclaimed.
"Anytime."
"I-uh-oh okay," I blush when he says that. "Let's get back to hunting."
Anytime, huh? That would be nice… anytime I want… OW!
"OW!" I yelled out loud this time.
"Darren! Goodness, pay attention to where you're going." Mr. Crepsley exclaimed. "At this rate, you'll get caught by a vampaneze."
"Aw, I wouldn't be too worried, Mr. Crepsley." I reply nonchalantly. "You'd save me!" I grinned.
Whack! "Ouch!"
"Humfp. Do not be too sure about that, Darren." Mr. Crepsley retorted.
We flit through the forest trailing the Vampaneze scent. Gosh, I never noticed how nice Mr. Crepsley looked from behind. I mean, look at the way his crimson red coat nicely frames his well-built bod-whatNoWhatamItalking.
"Hurry along, Darren. Stop lagging behind!" Mr. Crepsley snapped.
"O-oh. Ah. Sorry." I yelled back. Gah, must stop thinking. Thinking is bad. Thinking is wrong. It leads to bad thoughts. Go away thoughts! Be gone!
~~~Later~~~
"Darren! Thanks to you lagging behind so many times, the scent got farther and farther away!" Mr. Crepsley scolded.
I looked down. "S-sorry. Mr. Crepsely. I didn't mean to."
Mr. Crepsley sighed. "I know that. Let's go rest for the night back at the cave… I can see it's almost dawn."
"Alright," I agree.
We flit back towards the cave.
~~~Back at the Cave~~
"Darren, you go hunt for the food," Mr. Crepsley ordered. "While I prepare the fire."
I nod and head out the cave. I think back to when Mr. Crepsley said anytime when I said thank you to him. Anytime, huh? What if I…?
I head back to the cave barely any strength in my legs. I groan as I make my way back in.
"Darren!" Mr. Crepsley exclaimed. "What on earth happened to you? I didn't even hear any shouts or noise from outside!"
"I-I got a-attacked." I stuttered with my words. I dropped the fish and food I found on the floor. Mr. Crepsley runs over to help wobble over to my seat.
"By what? I don't even sense anything."
"Um-uh... these creatures… they attacked so fast… I couldn't even…" I mumbled.
"Darren. Speak up otherwise I would not be able to help you."
"Outside… There was a…"
"What? Darren. Tell me." Mr. Crepsley replied annoyed. "I swear it is almost you are hurting yourself on purpose so that I could lick-er I mean help you."
"…What if I am?"
