Ever since the DNA mishap that created her in one of Mezmick the owl’s failed experiments, Morbid The Vampire Fox decided it would be best to distance herself from her panther counterpart. Granted, her own apartment was on the grimy side of town but it wasn’t too far of a walk downtown to some of the more interesting spots in the city. One of those spots she’d heard about happened to be the Lunar Lure.


She walked in and sat down at a barstool, looking around for any lost or lonely bargoers to tease. Instead, she turned her head and ended up glaring at the boss Matts, the wolf just slightly taller than her.


“Love seeing new guests by the way.” Matts said, grinning at her. Morbid slightly averted her gaze, it didn’t really help her avoid the hypnotic music or the purple and blue monitors surrounding her. Morbid suddenly felt a bit claustrophobic.


Morbid closed her eyes and opened them, attempting to activate her own red and blue hypnotic gaze but it quickly fizzled out. “My powers?” She said nervously with her ears folding downward, shaking her head before Matts responded.


“Powers? Well what better place to use them than a hypno bar after all. However, you picked the wrong target. You need a little more confidence to hypnotize me.” Matts said, taking advantage of Morbid’s nervousness and confusion to activate his own hypnotic gaze.


Morbid’s unresponsive fox muzzle fell open as she stared vacantly forward.


“Despite your little failure I suppose we can come up with an agreement for me to use your hypno powers as I see fit.” Matts said seductively as his gaze brightened. “Granted, if you wanted to break free and turn them on me now would be your chance.” he said, turning off his own gaze for the time being.


Morbid stared blankly forward with blue and purple rings moving rapidly in her eyes, falling limp slightly.


“My my you didn’t even put up a fight.” Matts said, chuckling slightly. “I suppose in this atmosphere it’s easier to let go, but even with that you must’ve already had some training. Isn’t that right? Tell me all about it.” Matts commanded, eager to know more about her.


“Born from… Hypnotist experiment… Genetic... predisposition... to hypersuggestibility.” Morbid said in pure monotone, drooling slightly as she stumbled slightly over some of the bigger words. Yawning afterwards and blinking rapidly as she tried to gently rouse herself out of trance. 


Matts put his right paw in Morbid’s mouth during the yawn, brushing it gently against the roof of her mouth before gently coaxing her jaw into staying open. Morbid closed her eyes and relaxed into it, falling right back down.


“What a simple, easy way to bring you right back down.” Matts said confidently, exploring her mouth. “Are those Vampire Fangs?” Matts asked in surprise.


“Yes.” Morbid said, muffled by Matt's paw being in her mouth.


“Oh you’ll be a hit with our customers. You’d love to work here after all.” Matts said, coaxing her further down and guiding her towards the back.