<span style="text-decoration: underline">NS</span><br/>Vlad was in the forest, as he was every day, sitting under the same oak tree in the same shady corner. It was as peaceful as a life a Hellsing might of had, apart from the inter-clan brawls AND the hunting lessons, which he had no intention of joining in on. He would have rather been strategic than head strong, and knew the layout of the forest like the back of his hands, so he was the best to have if the Clan Game of the Day was Capture The Flag, which was every three weeks. He was calm, but slightly bored. He yawned, scratching his hair, and then the scar on his right cheek which was itchy, as usual. He stood up, then hid behind the tree he'd been lying on, as two Hellsing Sentries walked past, and if they spotted him away from hunting lessons, he'd have a few more scars to scratch later on. As they went, he slipped away, following the dirt path he kept to every day, and walked it until he reached his house, which was a grand oak tree, with a door concealed in the trunk. He tore the piece of trunk away, and walkied up a set of spiral stone steps curling around the inside of the tree, and when he reached the top, the sun had already set.<span style="font-style: italic">It was time..</span>he walked up to the balcony that had been built by his father, and saw a moon, a full moon, rising. He stared at the rising full moon for a few minutes and beagn to feel the change coming on. His face turned to a hairy muzzle, his eyes became crimson red, and fur spread throughout his body. he'd become a wolf that resembled his father closely, except for the scar which had become a black pattern on his back. He howled, and then lept off the balcony, soaring into the forest below. he looked about. No one was coming. Good. he'd arranged a meeting, which required a Persinger and a Hellsing, and it was at the Twilight Zone Wall. He dashed through the forest, dodging between the trees as he went. He arrived two minutes later, with no sign of the Persinger girl.<span style="font-style: italic">Darn. She was meant to be here.</span>Vlad thought as he saw a black flash appear in the sky, with what seemed like wings folding out, and then the creature llanded in front of him. "Patience, your here. Good." Vlad spoke, making awkard gestures with his wolven lips to get the words out.