Blood, that was all that was going through her head and what she would go out to get as soon as the full moon rises. She hadn't counted on meeting that man who had a pair of moons instead of eyes.
He was out on a late night stroll... Not the smartest thing to do on a full moon if you ask me. There was a rustling as he walked through the army of green, leafy giants. Next thing he knew, two razor sharp teeth had sunk deep into his right arm.
It all started that Full Moon.