Vampire Wilbur || 🩸

| Wilbur was curled up on his bed, more specifically his nest, He felt utterly heartbroken. His fledgling- His baby Fundy had died because of some stupid vampire hunters! He wanted Fundy back! He kept sending messages fledgling?-come home-baby? through their broken mental bond knowing his son was dead and wouldn’t reply. |

| He knew he was worrying Techno and Phil, he knew he hadn’t ate in days despite Phil offering him human animal and his own blood- He didn’t feel like eating, Why should he eat if the nutrition goes to waste since it won’t be used to feed his dead fledgling? |

| Phil had been informed about an abandoned newborn fledgling- Tommy. Who’s sire had abandoned them early into their turning. He knew a new fledgling wouldn’t replace Fundy but maybe it would help Wilbur’s grief stricken instincts to have a fledgling again. |

| Phil shifted to hold Tommy in his other arm, He was strong enough to not struggle holding the small vampire in his arm as he opened up Wilbur’s door. “Moonshine? I have someone for you to meet.” Phil said sweetly as he set Tommy down onto the soft carpet as Wilbur rolled over to glance at his sire and Tommy. |

| Phil quickly moved to leave the room, Wilbur was so heartbroken he’d probably take Tommy in almost immediately…hopefully. |

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