<div class="floatleft">(https://40.media.tumblr.com/af6aae370174b99c2f24bf71bec508f4/tumblr_njdag5hfpN1svraroo1_500.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Katherine Rose Holden. (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=217668.msg10744707#msg10744707)<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Train Car.<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Denim shorts (https://31.media.tumblr.com/2a608e991e2425829962ffcbf2d4717b/tumblr_ngsj0d59VX1tkp8ozo1_500.jpg), A two-toned blue/white long sleeved jumper (https://38.media.tumblr.com/8580b231bec4133e9a960a9a1f13c7d5/tumblr_ngou6kPnCt1sfku6po1_500.jpg) and a pair of white converse. (https://38.media.tumblr.com/99f11e12eca629896d1ccbdf45e05b9f/tumblr_nguertcYoU1rhrh3vo1_500.jpg) (All of which are semi-bloody and ruined.)<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>The White Wolf, Dracula.<br/><br/><hr/><hr/><br/>The white wolf stepped closer to her, looming over her and casting an intimidating shadow that engulfed the young vampire’s smaller frame. She couldn’t move. She couldn’t even think. As he reached down to her, Katherine flinched as his hand gripped her shoulder, her eyes wide as she stared into the man’s dark, dangerous pools above her. Before her eyes he changed, shifted into his wolf-like form, the muzzle protruding from his face, baring his elongated fangs menacingly. Katherine shifted her arms in front of herself slightly as means of protection, but she was too scared to more. His claws gripped her tighter, pushing into her flesh mercilessly and causing blood to spill from her flesh, the brunette gasped out in pain. Even her voice didn’t seem to work; she wanted to call out for help, to scream and to cry, but she couldn’t. The normalcy of her body’s most basic functions failed her in her time of need.<br/><br/>He lifted the fledgling with ease and Katherine closed her eyes, trying to push the pain of her shoulder out of her mind as the window was smashed, the noise drained out by the speeding train. What should she do? What could she do? She didn’t want to die. Once on top of the train car, the wind blew her hair into her face and she didn’t know what was happening until she was slammed onto her back, her head hanging over the edge of the train. Katherine craned her neck up to look at the wolf above her, its teeth mere inches from her face, its salvia dripping down onto her neck, mixing with the blood of the wolf she’d drank from. She could feel the liquids running down her pale neck, her hair now completely out of her face as she stared up to him. The pressure on her chest would have once been unbearable but the imminent death she faced frightened her to such an extent that she pushed it to the back of her mind.<br/><br/>Katherine raised her hands to grip the wolf’s wrists and she squirmed, trying to shift her weight to toss the heavier creature over her head and off the side of the train. She’d hoped he’d fall, get sucked under the vehicle and get torn to shreds. She’d never thought that about anyone before but she knew it was either him or her. And she wanted to live. However strong she’d become on her turning, her body still failed to move the way she wanted. Shifting her weight was near enough in possible and as soon as she’d lifted her legs to kick him off of her, he’d pressed down into her with a crushing force. It knocked her off guard and she closed her eyes, gritting her teeth as she tensed beneath him.<br/><br/>"N-No! No!" Katherine had barely caught his words, but she instinctively tried to keep him talking, tried to stall him in whatever way she could so that she could think of some sort of plan. There had to be a way. There just had to.<br/><br/>“W-What about t-this Lord person? I-I thought he wanted to keep me alive. You’re going to…to disobey him?”  There had to be a way to escape. There just had to.<br/><br/>When she heard the familiar voice raised just feet away from them, Katherine felt the claws of the wolf above her increase his grip on her. She tensed, one hand gripping at the wrist of the predator while the other arm extended up, her forearm pressing into his chest to try and keep him away from her. The White Wolf turned to spare Vlad his attention for a brief second before turning back on Katherine with a chuckle seething with irritation. There was no way for Dracula to get close to them safely. She had to do something, to distract the creature who continued to bury his claws into her chest painfully. The question he projected to her would have once been hushed by the noise of the train, but Katherine heard every syllable as clear as fresh water.<br/><br/>"I-I'm OK!" The brunette shouted back to him, her bright eyes staring up at the wolf; she couldn't afford to let down her guard for a second, not when he held her life in his hands. She wanted to ask if he was OK, if Salazar was OK but she couldn't find the words as she continued to fight the tears that threatened to spill onto her cheeks. Katherine's pain tolerance level was never very high as a human and it seemed to translate to her being a new vampire as well.