She had been running all day thoughts of Mathew her beautiful Vampire filling her head. Today was the first day she had really had the strength to run properly. It had taken three dangerous days of cleaning and resting to heal her wounds.
She had had to lie low with the constant threat of Human Hunters and Vampires, the Dawfs and Elves were no threat but sadly they were dying out and were seen less and less.This was sad because they were kind and honourable races.
It was early afternoon when she reached the bridge. The water was clear and clean and the shadows were cool and offered an ideal hiding place. She had eaten 12 hours ago and luckily she had had a good meal and even with her precious cargo she felt full and satisfied. Out of the corner of her eye she saw a water rat scuttle into a crack in the brickwork… humm! she thought a nice snack for later.
She had been pregnant for two and a half months now and had stayed Warewolf for the entire time as she instinctively new her human form could not carry this child let alone deliver it. What strange things Human were weak and often cruel. The Vampires where strong and always beautiful but so heartless, well that went without saying.
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