• The moon rose high as Taylor made her way through the dense forsest by her cave home. She loved the feeling of the way the moons rays splashed upon her back and the flying feeling when she changed from human to wolf. But tonight wasn't for fun, she was on a mission: bring down a 2 year old doe and carry it back to her pack.
    Suddenly there was a rush of wind as something raced past her. Taylor froze thinking maybe she had overstepped her carelessness. Whatever it was had stopped a few yards away. Taylor was about to move on when she caught the stench of blood. The thing was wounded, could be easy prey.
    Moving slowly she crept up to some shrubs a few feet away from the wounded animal. She was ready to pounce when the thing spoke to her.
    "If you have come to kill me, you'll have to better than a mere pounce, young one" The figure moved and before her was a pale boy with bleach white hair and green eyes. His black t-shirt had been ripped from the left top shoulder to his right hip and his pants were plain blue jeans. He smile revealing his fangs. A vampire.
    "Your lucky, blood sucker," Taylor grinned. "I'm on a mission tonight. But anyother night I wouldn't hesitate to bring you down." The boy's smile didn't fade.
    "Names Jackson," he said outstretching his hand. Taylor was confused. She didn't sense that blood lust that her mama had said vampires had. She allowed herself to change back to human and took his waiting hand.
    "Mines Taylor," she said.