114 Not My Avatar pt8

Draig had separated from Ari after they talked for a bit longer before waiting for nightfall, smirking he walked through the nearly empty streets. He would be able to trace the scent alot easier now that there weren't so many conflicting smells in the air.

Walking to the street he had been when he originally caught the smell he found that there was hardly any trace of it causing him some confusion, though if he had been a Werewolf he would know that the scent trail was merely fading due to be covered by other scents. Draig however was a Vampire and his knowledge of these things wasn't quite as adept as he would like to believe.

'Where are you little Grave digger' thought Draig as he tried to follow the smell only end up with nothing.

'Damn it' cursed Draig stomping thr ground hard enough to form a crack though it wasn't large it allowed Draig to get a whiff of the stench from before.