Another day, another hunt. I looks back at my big brother Lucian as he fixes his white hair and opens his big gold eyes. I look at his leather jacket, which is all he's wearing on top of matching leather pants. I fix my leather crop top and leather leggings as I kneel to retie my black combat boots. I stand up, fixing my waist-long black hair and I take my blue contacts off to reveal my pupiless eyes. We were ready to hunt. I pull out my crossbow, readying an arrow. I heard something move a bit past my brother. I signalled him to duck and shot the arrow. A howl was heard.
