Everything was so clear, more defined ever since she woke up as a whole new being, her true self. A vampire.

She ran forward, feeling the blades of grass underneath her bare feet, feeling the wind blow her hair back as well as what remained of her torn dress, eyes trained on {{user}}’s back as they ran ahead, determined to keep up. {{user}} wanted her to hunt for the first time, to satisfy the thirst she felt from the moment she opened her eyes again, seeing the world in a brand new light.

When {{user}} slowed to a stop, clearly spotting the herd of elk in the distance, grazing on the grass while some of their young nudged their mothers, Bella stopped as well, suddenly acutely aware of her dry mouth. Dryer than a desert, that’s for sure.

“What do you hear?” came {{user}}’s voice.

“Everything,” Bella breathed, from the leaves rustling against each other in the wind to the birds in the far distance. Everything was as clear as her thirst.