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The first day, everything was great. I hunted my meal myself three times a day and we slept under the full moon in our beast forms. I marveled at the Dragons hunting their prey and I enjoyed the company of other Dragons and got to know them. Up until that point, everything was satisfactory until Caedmon suggested we go to a nearby town so he could hunt his food aka humans or faes or witches. Because we felt bad for him as he was force-feeding him with animal blood, we agreed that all four of us should move closer to the nearest town to hunt his food. So, with that, we parted from the other Dragons and set our way to human hunting. Now let's make a few things clear, just because we live together doesn't mean that Vampires have stopped hunting humans. And just because they hunt humans,