Sasha Only the night

"And we danced on into the night."

I smiled to my self as the song pounded out filling the crowed club with music. I had meet Santana once, when we both were younger.
Normally I wouldn't have ventured into this place filled with the human scent, the scent of lies and shame, but I was on a quest. A little adventure if you will. My treasure how ever was not dinner, I had all ready feed, but a certain hunter.
She was easy enough to find she smelt different. Her scent was one of blood and sweat. It was nice. She her self looked like one of those girls who would kick your ass for even looking. I knew that because I had been one of those girls.
"Shadowmist..."
I heard the call. I turned as I caught the smell of it.
A dirty mangy mutt. I, unlike most of my kind, didn't hate lycans, thats just what they smelled like. Once you got past the scent I am pretty sure that they were good puppies.
I watched as the hunter moved toward the mutt with a since of fimilarity.
This, if nothing else, will be intreasting.