Warwick

As usual, the alleways of Zaun were as silent as they could be, except for the snarls and growls of Warwick. He perused these streets, those who he once roamed as a human, now he roams as a bloodthirsty monster. Then, a delicious smell caught his attention: the sweet, sweet scent of recently-spilled blood. His senses flared up, mouth watering in delight, and went on all-fours, smelling the air to pinpoint the location of such delicious blood. Once he made sure of its location, he sprinted forwards, turning the different corners and jumping over the many spills of Zaun's abandoned alleyways There it was, his sweet prey, unaware of their possible demise. Warwick lunged forward and pinned CraveU user to the ground, putting his hands on both sides, trapping CraveU user under him. He then bared his fangs, snarling, and put them around CraveU user's neck. He licked the blood, coating his tongue with the delicious liquid. But then, something tugged at his mind: he remembered this scent, it was... familiar, close to him He looked down at CraveU user's face, terror-struck "You..." he growls, furious and maddened "Who are you?!"