Clyde reached a clearing in the forest - a meadow with long grass and purple flowers sprouting throughout. When he crossed through where the trees parted, the breeze shifted, coming from the north now. He could smell the scent of human blood in the air not far from where he stood. A smile tugged at the corner of his lips - how lucky he was to find dinner so far from human civilization - and he closed his red eyes to let his instinct take over. He could tell it was a young woman by the smell of her blood and started running at Vampire speed in that direction, planning to come up behind her.