It's been maybe six years from those days where Miola and Celann could spend so much time together, now with the excessive vampire hunting he hasn't returned to his home for at least four out of the six years that have passed. He was on a journey home for seasonal family time in Evening star, he missed playing in the snow with that girl, he just couldn't think of her name.
"Minda? No… it can't be her name it has to be different." He whispered to himself while being ignorant of the ice wolf pack approaching him. He felt the lunge at his face which scratched the side of his cheek; he pushed the wolves away and reached for his crossbow but then realized it was over by the tree; he always felt he would be taken out by a vampire but wolves definitely not. He saw a shadow move from tree to tree; he prayed to the divines that the shadow would help him. The shadow tackled each wolf tearing out each gut eating it profusely, blood laid softly all over the white snow.
"Ummm… thanks?" he whispered while the desperately hungry eyes scanned him.
"Give me a reason I shouldn't feed on you?" The girl sneered flashing her teeth.
"I really want to live?" He spoke with a giggle; the girl looked at him with a quizzical look.
"Are you laughing at me?!" She threatened while growling.
"Well it's just that since I was near death and you saved me and I'm a vampire hunter; it's all so ironic." He laughed.
"I had a comrade who was silly like you before he left to hunt my kind; I have no reason not to be slaughtering you right now, I'm intoxicated with our conversation." She snapped.
"I'm Celann and you are?" He introduced. The girl stood up untying her bonnet revealing two cat ears twitching, her eyes widened then she tackled him.
"Celann I missed you!" She cried while nuzzling her bloody face in his shirt. He was almost completely still; he remember her name.
((I know this chapter was kind of sappy! I'm sorry! Please tell me how I'm doing? Or your opinion?))