Twilight: Blood Moon

Fresh Wounds

Renesemee POV
That growl followed me,as I pushed through branches, tripped, causing the wild mutt that was running after me chopping right down right on my arm.

The pain wasn't that concerned me, the shock of it all was very real. In an instant, the pain truly hit me. My arm drastly starting dripping in blood, it all was in bullet time.and attempting to kick the mutt did nothing.

My knife..

Using my left hand to slowly wrap around my back into my back pocket was definitely very difficult. Managing to get a firm grim,I stabbed the mutt once and then twice until I finally kicked it off me.

My arm shook now that I held my mouth from screaming. Looking at the dog, I hated seeing it like that. I gazed my eyes back down to my arm, with that I thought about what my grandfather told me.

It had been a little checkup on me to make sure I was accustomed to my human life/ vampire lifestyle.

I recall asking him about the scariest thing that happened during his time being a doctor. He shook his head at a memory and told me his worst story was to traumatic to tell, so instead mentioned a woman,who lost her right arm by a shark attack.

He was pretty shaken by that story and told me that she lost too much blood,and passed away shortly after,but he mentioned something about lack of pressure towards the wound.

Ripping a piece off my flannel I tied it to my arm, sight enough not to slide down my arm, causing myself to moan out loud this time, and I pulled down the rest of my flannel that was rolled up. I layed there in pain as I smelt the blood of the dog, salty,sweet, but bitter.
The mutt whimpered in pain, and limped away.
Sitting back by a tree, I rested until I felt the burning pain back in my arm. Screaming again I tried to keep my voice down, even if someone was to hear me they would help,but overall would ask where I came from, where my parents are etc.
Until what I heard a faint call in the distance.
Was a name I haven't heard in a while....

"Carlsile!"