INTRODUCTION
E.P.O.V-
I was just taking my time, as I came across the most mouthwatering scent that I have ever smelled. I felt my throat burning and my body crouch staring at the bushes, where I smelled the object of my thirst hiding. I can my body coiling, preparing to spring, when aloud piercing wail came from the bushes. I froze up and cautiously walked over to the bushes, only to find a little girl curled up on the ground in a fetal position. She looked to be about two years old. I heard a twig snap underneath my foot and the little girl's head snapped up. When her eyes met my own, my breath caught. She was absolutely gorgeous for a toddler; she had beautiful tresses of black, shiny waist length, stunning bright blue eyes, and a slim frame, with high cheek bones. I though toddlers were supposed to be chubby with baby fat. But it was only a fleeting thought, as the little girl let out another wail, before reaching up her arms as an indication to pick her up. I did so slowly, feeling the burn in my throat becoming ever more intense as she came nearer. I gently tucked her head in my shoulder and started running home, trying to predict how my family would react to me coming home with a little girl in my arms.
