CELINE

I ran swiftly through the underbrush, my long braid swaying with my movement.

Foxes darted out of their dens, searching for nocturnal prey to hunt, while all sorts of insects made strange noises as I passed by.

The forest was coming to life, and soon, amidst its sounds, I also heard voices—but not the ones I was looking for.

"Celine, don’t go that way, they’re Vampires!" my wolf warned, and I came to an abrupt stop, looking around for a way to escape without running straight into an ambu