Burning Brightly

The day had started as dreary as any other in cold times of winter for Svetlana. She gathered the now damp pieces of wood that would serve for her fire, of course she would have to dry them out first and that was going to be a pain in her arse with the snows. A soft sigh escaped her full lips and those honeyed eyes surveyed her surroudnings. The birds had gone silent, and the forest had become eeriely still. Svet set down her bundle of sticks and let her hands fall beneath her cloak as she listened intently, her hearing far more acute than those of her human counter parts. 

The dhampir could hear their footsteps, as soft as they were she could tell they weren't human. No, they were much bigger, heavier, from the stealth of their steps she would give them a predator type. Now they circled her, yet still she stood, not moving. Within moments one lunged from the trees revealing a large sleek body of a lycan, at least 7 feet tall, fur the color of the tawny summer grasses. Svet seemed to disappear and reappear a few feet away, the body slumped to the ground, a massive hole in its chest where the heart had once been. Svet stood with the still beating heart steaming in her now clawed hand.

"What is it that you are seeking from me, Wolves?" she asked, her voice loud, clear and without fear, "If another of you lunge you will wind up like your friend, food for your four legged brethren..."

A large black male stepped forth, his fur almost matched the color of her hair but his eyes ewre a piercing green, "You can come with us peacefully or we can take you by force." His voice was gutteral, as if he didn't use human speech too often.

Svet thought about hiw words for several moments before raising a finely arched brow, "Why am I going with you and to where do you think it is that you would take me? I have a home and I am not a creature that is meant for capture or trade... I am not like you human cattle.." The last part was spit out as if it were venom from a vile snake.

At first the male seemed unsure what it was he wanted to say, it wasn't often they came across a female like her. The magic was strong in her blood, it called to them like a beaacon on a dark night. Another wolf stepped from the darkness, "You will come with us, to our pack, you will be given as a pet to our Alpha.. a gift if you will.."

This amused Svet greatly as she thought who were they to give her as a gift? She was a gypsy, a woman of true freedom, not bound by the rules of others and yet they thought she could be claimed as such?! She scoffed at the idea, "I think I will take a few more lives before I 'allow' you to take me anywhere. I value my freedom, wolf, as you value yours.." those honeyed eyes narrowed darkly.

The group of wolves seemed eager to fight, all except the black wolf, he seemed as if he wanted to watch. A large grey female tried to tackle her but she simply "disappeared" again, in truth she wasn't disappearing but merely stepping out of the way faster than one could blink, thus giving the illusion that she would "disappear", the female crashed into another wolf as a set of jaws tried to close around Svet's face she shoved her whole hand down his throat and ripped his heart out from there, two hearts down, she would feast well tonight.

The massive ebony male gave a snarl, "Enough, you come or you die, dmaphir. Simple as that. You can try to kill as many as you want but eventually someone will have caught you..."

"THe question is, can I kill quicker than you can multiply" Svert interrupted with a snarl, she was tired of their games. Something moved behind her and she was just a fraction of a second too slow as a set of claws raked down the back of her shoulder, a hiss left her lips as her left arm hung limply. The pain was sharp and fueled her rage, "You will die for that Wolf...."

The one that had attacked her had been a young and head strong male, he didn't seem to pay attention to the fact the dmaphir was enraged, he was only out to sate his own bloodlust, as he lunged again Svet was ready for him and dropped to her knees, slamming her fist through his chest cavity, smaching bone and crushing his heart. The ebony male took this moment to strike the dmaphir across the back of her head with hiilt of a steel sword, the strike would've killed a human but only made the woman slump to the ground unconcious, he shook his head at the now dead reckless male, "Stupid pup..."