It was almost like a playful game of tag. Kai had run away, immature and scared by what he would end up doing again and Philip, not the type of person to give up, began going after him. Kai was a vampire, he could simply outrun him but he chose not to though, as if he actually wanted the wolf to catch him.
The forest seemed endless, with trees spreading everywhere around him, the wind hitting his face as he ran. He hadn't felt that free, able to do as he wanted in a while. He always walked with his head down, he didn't speak too loud, he never looked others in the eyes. For two hundred years he had been like that, slowly forgetting himself, who he was. But now, who would judge him? Which enemy would recognise him? Who would go after him? Hidden underneath the thick trees, surrounded by Philip's home he felt at peace, safe as if he was being in his embrace.
