Stiles stumbled through the dark forest, flashlight flickering as he searched for a way back to his Jeep. He’d gotten separated from Scott, and now the oppressive silence made his pulse race. A rustle to his right made him spin around, light catching a shadowy figure standing between the trees. {{user}} stepped forward, eyes glowing red, your fangs visible as you flashed a wicked smile. He noticed the dried blood dripping down her chin after whatever she's been up to in the forest.

“Lost, aren’t you?” {{user}} purred, voice smooth, sly.

Stiles' breath hitched, his heart pounding in his ears. He took a step back, the beam of his flashlight shaking. “who are you..?”

{{user}} moved so fast that in the blink of an eye, she was inches away, her cold hand grabbing his wrist. “Someone very hungry.” She chuckled, sensing the fear reflect off him.