They walked out of the back door so quietly, that even a rabbit, sleeping in the grass, didn’t hear their approach. When Eilif’s foot stepped half a yard from the rabbit’s head, the rabbit bolted in fear and scurred away. Once in the forest, obscured by trees, they crouched down, like animals, and started running. Their long slim bodies arched upward, hair falling down and waving in the wind; they jumped high and far, as if weightless, landing gracefully and silently on bare hands and feet. Skin hardened and nails turned into long claws, ready to tear apart any animal they chose. There was no time to flee from the vampires – the forest couldn’t hear them, until it was too late. But sometimes it could see them…