Make him gaze in awe at my stunning beauty.
Bite him and see how his blood tastes.
Howl at the moon for my friends.
Run. Just run.
Bite him with all three of my heads.
The full moon.
I don’t have one. Just me staring at the mirror I guess.
The scent of blood and the sound of pumping hearts.
My alarm clock.
The sound of Hades yelling at me.
Just my mane and tail. But it’s beautiful!
On my head, armpits, and in places I don’t like.
All over. But it’s not that much.
On my head or nowhere. But I get some stuck in my mouth from my victims.
I’m covered in it! From my head to my toes!
Meat. Any meat.
Grass or plants in general.
Blood, but not garlic.
A bone. Maybe meat.
A house. Just a normal everyday house.
A house with everything ripped to shreds.
Hell with Hades.