5 - Fur

by SilkyNoire

It's bound to happen sooner or later: you find a nice looking guy in a run-down shack in the woods, you have a few drinks, make some moves, and then that guy turns out to be a werewolf.

Great.

How much hair the man had should probably have given it away. That or the claw marks all around the place. She couldn't help herself sometimes - when there was an attractive man (or woman) she had trouble keeping her head on straight.

A howl in the distance snapped her back to attention. She brought up a dagger to her chest, peering around the tree. On a nearby hill, she could see the werewolf howling at the moon. She preferred her bow, but that was too bright and loud to sneak around with. Werewolves were immune to normal steel, but her blades had magic.

She got ready to strike as she heard the stomping of paws approaching. She tensed up... before the noise suddenly went in the opposite direction. Maybe it was chasing the rest of her party? If so, the four of them could deal with him easily. Still, it was a shame that such a good looking man turned out to be evil.

As she relaxed and began to sheath her daggers, she saw movement in the woods ahead of her. She brought them back up into a ready position, but relaxed somewhat when she saw it was a trio of humans.

"Ugh, finally. Someone who isn't a werewolf." She said, visibly relaxing.

Of course, she didn't know that those humans were a vampire's goons.