Blood...that's all I cared about, hunting down the wounded and making them apart of the dead. It was intoxicating to say the lease but somewhere...the human fought back. She wouldn't win, she was too weak, too caring...

"Come out and play my little fox."

The scent trail led me to an alley, covered in blood and the bodies of two unknowns laid against the wall.

"Your gonna be lots of fun."

A growl escaped my lips and I stalked around the corner, seeing the wounded man against the wall.

"Wounded little puppy lost his way home."