Mauve knew she had wandered. Jael would be so mad when he returned, but she couldn't help it, especially when it looked like the farther she went, the better her eyesight got. Was this how vampires saw in the dark? It only looked like the sun had set even when there no moon.
She stopped in front of an anthill. It was a very small one, and she had to bend forward to see it properly. She smiled; she would have certainly walked all over it if the situation had not changed. She stood to her full height and rubbed her stomach. She had to thank the little one for this. She shivered as she recalled the time she had been so unfortunate to… Mauve quickly crushed the thought. She could still feel the bites of the ants even almost a year later.
She jumped over the hill, walking further into the cluster of trees. She wasn't too far; she could still find her way back, and she could hear the voices and the fight. She suddenly felt goosebumps pop out on her arms. Jael must be back.
