Tylier's mother came into his room, a look of sorrow on her face. "I thought we told you that the vampire's were good for nothing bloodsuckers. Especially Sasha." His mother's name was Elliot. She was tall but still shorter than the men int he clan, her hair fell into a long black thick wave that was always tied into a braid that goes passed the small of her back.<br/><br/>Sasha calmed down a bit when Garrison sang to her the same lullaby their father sang to them multiple times when they were children. Her eyes soon closed. She didn't sleep but she closed her eyes to imagine her father singing to her and her brother when they were young. Just two young vampires curled up in front of the fire on their father's lap in the middle of winter, him singing that lullaby to them. She was going to miss him when he died.