"You seem to be in a bad mood again today, Min Libitino."
Vladstin opened one of his closed eyes to peer at Sangfroid who had come to his side.
"Don't talk to me..... Wait." Sangfroid then noticed what he was doing. "Why are you riding your wolf with your eyes closed?"
"To test if I'm lucky enough to get myself impaled on a tree!" He answered like he was just telling Sangfroid about the good weather.
The former Chief Hunstman frowned. "But by doing so, you're also endangering your wolf."
"My wolf is already dead, Min Libitino. And so are yours." The vampire chuckled. "Can't you see?"
Vladstin was correct again, as always, and this made Sangfroid a bit annoyed. He dodged the lighthearted jab and let out a gruff sound. "We already had a deal that you wouldn't call me Min Libitino anymore. Don't you remember?"
