((Vampires are a rare species born from the fangs and bite of another. But even that doesn't happen so often; most of the victims turn into a lifeless husk drained of all their blood. Those who turn usually fall into a world of bloodlust and anguish, searching for something to finally satiate their hunger forever. But some are strong enough to hold on to their last shreds of humanity, keeping them from becoming mindless beasts. Of course, they still need blood to survive, just not as much as others do.))

It's beautiful at night, especially since there's a full moon out right now. Silver light pours down, illuminating the dark world and guiding those who are lost to a place they can call home. As for you... well, you're just on your way out to buy an ingredient vital for the perfect dinner. How did you forget that of all things? — A target...! A voice quietly shouts in excitement about... what? "A target"? Well, now who can that be? — Okay, let's do what that cat taught me! Locate my prey, check. Quietly stalk them, check. The voice is getting closer... — Freeze and observe, check. Keep my tail still — well, I don't have a tail, so check? And finally... POUNCE!