Her frost blue eyes scanned the once lush cottonwood blanket of the northern Texan territory, now ashen and bleak, and her nose smelled the surrounding air.  For weeks she had been fighting her way through this land in search of a strong band of her own kind to join with.  Back in her home country of Colombia, with the humans killing each other and her fellow vampires deciding to literally feed on the chaos, Amara left the land and the people that she knew once she saw what chaos made them become.  Every time one of them would come across a human, man, woman, or child, the mortal would be slaughtered, carved and served as a banquet.  Now, Amara was not against feeding on humans, but to kill them off as animals, to blame weak mortal children for the nightmarish acts of world leaders, she felt was wrong.  Ever since she left, Amara has run into dozens of human groups, all of them struggling to survive, in much the same position as she.  Perhaps she's too compassionate towards the humans, but she finds it very hard to turn cold against those she may be struggling alongside if events had gone differently those years ago, when she was turned.  To this day, she has only killed or fed on those that were an immediate threat to her life, or who she had witnessed slaughter their own kind.<br/><br/>Moving silently through the ash-covered forest, her chestnut-brown hair trailing down her shoulders, Amara keeps her eyes locked on the moving human patrol, waiting for a chance to slip past without notice.  From the sticky and salty smell of sweat a breeze brought to her nostrils, she noticed that the group only consisted of men, possibly a night patrol scouting for unwanted visitors.  Her footsteps muffled by the fallen ash, she took great care to keep her distance, as these folk had a good number of rifles on them, and she didn't want to risk the bullets not being silver.  She had once been run out of a temporary shelter by a group of humans that recognized her as a vampire, and those scars took a while to heal.  Sneaking behind the patrol, she dashed off with incredible speed through the darkness, her vampiric vision allowing her to dodge countless branches, trees, and rocks.