Luna eyes flew open and she sprung to a crouch, even as her muscles protested the action. What had awoken her? Then she remembered the hellish nightmare she had been having just before waking, death had been everywhere. Now that feeling seemed to insist on staying with her. Were those shadows out of place? Did that one appear to be moving towards her at a rate even she couldn't sense? Was the rustle off to her left someone coming for her? A thin sheen of sweat covered her skin and her muscles must have been tense during the entirety her supposed rest.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">Just a dream. Just a dream. Right? </span>She thought shaking her head and dismissing the paranoid thoughts. Nothing had awoken her, she had been roused out of sleep by nothing more than her previous nightmare, besides in this area where she was far from other Vampires, Werewolves, or Shapeshifters, what did she have to fear?<br/><br/>She leaned back against the tree she had fallen asleep against, her gaze traveling skyward. She allowed her muscles to relax as she watched the clouds drift overhead. Luna closed her eyes once more and blanked her mind allowing herself to feel the earth around her, her senses expanded to process everything she heard. Her fingertips brushed the over the roots of the tree almost feeling the life pulsing there, the breeze washed over her skin cooling the heat that sweat had left. A small sigh escaped her lips as her blue eyes fluttered open again.<br/><br/>Luna looked around her and once again shadows were shadows, nothing was coming out of them for her. Most of all...she was alone. Always alone. That's just how it had to be. Everyone hated her for her mixed race. Though she really didn't understand their hatred, what had she done to warrant it? Her parents had mated and had her. Why the hell was that her fault? Her memories of them were fleeting. Her fatherâ€™s dark hair and demonic aura, her motherâ€™s laugh and the flash of fangs in the firelight. How were the decisions they had made any of her fault? More importantly, why was it any of their business what her parents had done?<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">"They fear what they do not understand."</span>Her fatherâ€™s voice rang though Lunas mind. She could not recall him uttering the words but there was his voice in her head. Suddenly frustrated with her own fickle thoughts she sprang lightly to her feet and left the clearing with a fast paced urgency. She didn't know why she was so eager to get away but she was, she wanted to get as far away from that clearing as she could.<br/><br/>As she walked a low whistle left her lips and pierced the quite of the woods. What appeared to be a wolf emerged from the shadows and quickly fell into pace with her. Absently, Lunas fingertips brushed the animals pitch black fur. The only thing that made the animal different from wolves was the red streak that graced his fur, marking him as a hellhound. Kuro was the last living memento from her parents. He had been her fatherâ€™s before; Kuro was part of her clearest memory of early life. That's why she thought her parents were dead. Kuro would never leave her fatherâ€™s side unless he was dead or commanded to do so. Luna couldn't see why her father would command Kuro to do such a thing, so her parents were dead, that was the only option. She sighed and shook her head battling the intense feeling of loneliness that she had felt since leaving her mortal family. She was alone. She always would be.<br/><br/>Kuro thrust his head against her hand as they walked feeling her emotions in that odd way animals had. She smiled down at him her eyes tinged with sadness as she walked.<br/><br/>After walking for a short time she came upon a cottage. Cocking her head to the side she instantly took a step backwards into the shadows. There were people in there that much she could tell. For a moment she stood debating if she should keep walking or go back the way she came. She hated running into other people, they made her wonder how they would react if she was to reveal what she was to someone who wouldn't know within seconds. She didn't get close to people because those she would get close she would have to lie to. She hated lairs and had vowed never to become one. It didn't help that she knew whenever she was being lied too.<br/>Kuro suddenly slammed into her from behind and knocked her to the ground straight into the sun.<br/>"Damn dog!" She roared shoving him off before he jumped upon her again. The beast was playing. What the hell was this?