{color=red]ooc; Mature for violence, course langauge and sexuality. A werewolf based RPG
Anyways your guy is either werewolf of vampire. Your choice. And she is being hunted by the werewolf that killed Sam. Why well because along her bloodline she is a breeding conduct. Not many humans can pass down the werewolf or vampire gene. But those that can are named after something beautiful but dangerious. Don't ask to join just do it and NO one lining please.[/color]


“Hey Kara. Want to go see the movies?” She looked up her golden hair stumbled along her shoulders as her blue eyes looked up at her love. They had been together for three years. Since the start of high school. She was watching something on the news about the skies. A meteor shower. She smiled up at him. “Sam you know I like watching the stars more.” She said softly. Her life had been about the stars. He smiled and nodded to her. “Alright we will go watch the stars.” Sam smiled and she nodded gently Sam grabbed a small blanket for them to lay on. Gathered her hand in his they lived across from one another. At the end of their street was a dead end. But simply walking past the sign they where at a large hill. She ran up it laughing at the athletic Sam. He came up with her. That was when she herd the howl. The goose bumps rose along her soft skin as she looked around. The hair on the back of her neck was on end. They had no wolves around here. The wolves didn’t like the little town. As Sam was putting the blanket down she was knocked over from behind. She gave a startled yell. Squirming to see what was on her she had thought Sam was being a bully again. But Sam was hitting the creature with the big yellow eyes with a plate. The plate shattered. Glass fell a piece cutting her cheek. The creature smelling the blood leaned down over her and licked it away before glaring at Sam. It attacked Sam then. Tearing his throat out as he yelled at her to run. She did. As hard and fast as she could
~~~~~~~Now~~~~~~
It had been a whole year. But March break was the worst time for her. Any time was the worst time for Kara. The light no longer shined in her eyes. She seemed like she was nothing. The guys that had liked her at school just got ignored. And she was walking towards home. A bundle of flowers in her hand.
As she walked he had that old feeling of being watched. She had become used to the feeling. She got it here. She got it at work so she wasn’t worried. As she walked along the sidewalk and up to her house she changed from her school clothes and pulled on jeans and a tank top. Pulling a light sweater over top.
She stopped looking in the mirror at herself. She looked healthy but so sad. The scar along her cheek that almost looked like a crescent moon. She brushed out her long gold hair and tied it into a pony tail before she walked down the stairs. Her mother a massage therapist and her father an out of town business man left her alone a lot of time. And that was like today. Alone. No Sam, no friends.
She walked towards the end of the road when she noticed the stranger. He was tall. But that was the only impression she got of him as she continued walking. She walked past the dead end sign and up the hill to where Sam had been buried. She touched her right cheek where the scar was. Tears ran along her cheeks. As she lied the flowers on the head stone she stood there. That was when she herd the uncanny howl again. Her body tensed as she looked around. She saw him again. The man. He was watching her. “Come on Miss. You shouldn’t be out here incase that creature comes back” She looked at him then nodded walking back to town. Her eyes on her shoes. “What is your name?” He has asked her.
“Kara Rosethorn” She whispered softly. “yours?”