Date: 2007-08-13 05:45 am (UTC)
The report of the shotgun is clear and loud in the deepening twilight.

The sharp, sudden smell of blood fills the air, and Anna can feel her mouth water, even though she's already fed.

Crabapple, who can smell blood too, breaks position and skitters off into the dark.

Hopefully she hasn't gone all that far. They might not be alone out here, after all.
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