In no time at all, the mountain lion is in my grasp, and I drink, the flaming feeling in my throat instantly extinguished. The blood's effects are almost calming in a way as I can feel the color spread throughout my face, and my eyes lighten to a light golden brown.
I push the corpse off my chest with ease, and in one swift, fluid movement, I'm standing. Sunlight pours through the branches on the trees above my head. A single ray reaches my arm, which glistens like diamonds on contact. I sigh, and trudge past my fallen prey.
Its eyes are still open, and are a dark, milky brown. The breath I don't really need catches in my throat. Those eyes, they're... Like her eyes.
I can easily picture her fallen at my feet now, blood streaming down her throat, wetting her hair. This was the reason I left her. For her safety.
With a sudden anger my hand swings out behind me, leaving an innocent tree in shambles. I needed to get out of here. To forget about her.
I continue my hike at a speed so fast the human eye would have trouble following me. Every branch, every leaf I see reminds me of her. She was so full of life, always dressed in earthy tones of greens and browns.
My sprint slows quickly, until I'm standing still in front of a tall tree. And I, the strong, terrifying vampire, sit at its trunk, and cry without any tears.
Poor Edward. Ah well. He shouldn't have left her. Stupid overprotective vampire.
~LeiaOrganicSolo