Usually it was simple. “Too simple,” complained Eilif. No need to waylay, just run stealthily up to a deer, which was his favorite, and kill. The deer was no match for him. He didn’t enjoy that. He wanted the chase. Purposefully Eilif made noise to let the animal see him and scamper away – the pursuit started, and Alyson turned away. Eilif followed the deer, terrifying it into running faster, as fast as its legs could carry it. He overtook it without effort, but let it get ahead, again and again. When the deer was out of breath and started to slow down, Eilif still let it believe there was a chance of escape. At those moments he laughed. He knew the forest belonged to him and all the animals in it belonged to him. While the deer was slowly getting ahead of him, exhausted from running, Eilif rushed with all his speed and in a blink of a deer’s eye was on top of the screaming animal, piercing its neck with sharp fangs, from behind, not letting it see him. He drained every last bit of its blood, leaving the lifeless body on the ground, as he walked away, not looking back.

When Alyson became a vampire, she couldn’t bring herself to kill anyone and grew malnourished and weak. One night she had gotten so hungry and desperate, she went outside and killed a neighbor’s cat. A feeling of a predator awoke in her, and she started hunting small animals: rabbits, squirrels, raccoons. Her choice of prey never changed. Alyson couldn’t understand Eilif’s hunger for deers – she knew they were intelligent animals, and she hated watching him kill them, especially in such a wicked way…