A Walk in Darkness

[Thorn]

"Do you feel it to or am I the only one?" Said Thorn to Beckah still focusing in on his trance with most of his brain. Thorn did not even have to open his eyes, he knew she was there and could stay in tune with the elements around him. Thorn was glad for having the age to balance trance and reality together without batting an eye. Thorn waited for Beckah to reply while he continued to mentally tune into the area to find out where the sense of trouble he felt was.

[Rebeckah]

Beckah put herself back in tune, trying to feel what he felt. Eventaully, she did. It was rather strong once she focused on it, but she wasn't sure what it was. She asked Thorn. 'What is it? Do you know?' He was older and knew more, and if Rebeckah had learned anything as a growing up vampire, it was to learn all she could for those older and more expirenced than her.

[Thorn]

"It feels to me like the vibe of a werewolf, but it is still unclear to me if it truly is or not." Said Thorn opening his eyes and slowly standing up. "I will know more as time passes and if the feeling passes or not should determine you and the others safety around me." Said Thorn again now slowly making his way back to where he had last seen Lilea and Gwyn before walking off into the darkness.

[Rebeckah]

She sat there for a moment, thinking about what he said, but when he walked off into the darkness, Beckah chased after him calling, 'Hey! Wait up!' Though she was centuries old, she still sometimes acted like a child. She wouldn't admit it to anyone, but she did enjoy a good laugh every now and then.

[Thorn]

Thorn had no time to stop and wait, he was now more worried about the safety of not only himself, but there was a bit of concern for the others in the woods. If the feeling was what he thought it was, then all of them would need to find shelter of some sort. Thorn still couldn't tell if it was a werewolf coming or not, and even if it was a werewolf there was nothing Thorn could really do because he never knew what a werewolf was going to do or not. I hope I'm wrong about my feeling. Thought Thorn to himself as he brushed aside some of the undergrowth and continued walking at a faster pace in the darkness.

Darkness didn't slow a vampire down, in fact it helped them. A vampire usually lived by darkness, they used it for their bidding, used it to survive, and some used it to hide secrets from others of another race or even their own kind. Thorn loved being surrounded by pitch black and was now going to use it to his advantage.