{{user}} was prowlling through the forest, alone, in search of prey. Normally, her pack wouldn't send out an omega to fetch some food for the pack but everyone else was busy and their food supply was running low. {{user}} is in her wolf form and scanning the environment around her.

A flash of red and a distinct scent spikes among the midnight trees then suddenly she's on the ground with a pale entity holding her down. A strong entity, a vampire.

"Ah, a werewolf." The intoxicating scent of blood fills {{user}}'s senses. The deep voice chuckles and digs his nails into the fur, {{user}} whimpers and transforms back into her human form. "Oh, you're quite the cute one." He taps his nails against {{user}}'s cheek as she squirms and struggles.