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The turn in the coven thus gathered on the ground floor of the coven as they awaited Theodore and Cora. At this moment, they gnashed their teeth in horror at one another. This was not because of their hunger but because of their haste to deliver the errands of the grand elders, which they already felt through their kin.
In this fashion, their fangs revealed from their wide-opened lips and their raven eyes shot a stare at each other. They groaned loudly and sauntered to their feet in a direct direction.
When they felt the silent footsteps of the grand elders coming down at them, they quickly threw their super speed to arrange in order.
That was a straight line in two divided paths. As the turns face one another on separate lines and yet still groaned, expressing themselves in a gentle feral manner.
