Going Rouge

SEN

WHITE VEIL TERRIT

ly for self-preservation. They hold no loyalty, believe in nothi

ave been her corpse, the vampire blood her mother gifted her re

fast and strong as that of a werewolf, slows to a near standstill - more vampire than wol

is already ice, eerily similar to the vampires of her moth

weak, still linge

ho left her Pack to die. She cannot bear the pain of leaving the family she had found b

where the scent of her

gu

vampire she's spent the entirety of her life battling for con

rangers. We will heal. We will rest. We will rebuild o

world dr

was, there wa

the way others might,

soft shuffle of footsteps, the quiet

her senses were sharper than usual. She co

would ca

ger than the average vampire. No matter what h

d herself sprawled on a bed of brittle leaves, the soft sound of the river behind her. The scent of damp earth c

as. The thought curled around her mind like a vice, enticin

nothing but lies, but still - the dark was safer. It dulled the irritation they ex

an. We're faster than them. We

logic. After all, it was the v

for her wounds to be healed. Her vampire hadn't cared for the consequences, prio

was too high, too strong. She c

soon, before she lost

that she could hear

The strong pulsing of heartbeats. The

frow

hen the feeling of their warm blood burned through her, it was like fire.

the feeling of re

a

vision sharpened, her mind finally catchi

unsteady. The telltale signs of thirst - pounding headache, sluggish limbs, the gnawing ac

he sniffed the air,

t of

y surprise, but they hadn't accounted for her heightened senses. She could hea

re hunting her. She was the

as massive as the beasts t

cognised the scent in the air. It was a faint but dis

ve how foolish she

d her Pack's territory. And the air carried an unfamiliar, territoria

xactly whe

omach

d swimming for it. But she knew better. They would chase her. No one survived

ess laugh near

Pack anymore. As a ro

r did. She would be hunted down, t

'Just enough to leave their Pack's terri

lenching her fists to kee

back she took felt heavier than the last, her limbs were sluggish with

naged to slip through the

the Packs around h

s nowher

more useless than the last. Every path led to the same ou

cept dying.

s from tearing everything she loved apart. If she had stayed, if she had fought, she'd

into fists, nails b

ou

war between her wolf and her vampire. Then she

to hide! I kno