The young wolf looked around for her "savior," still growling in warning. She heard a twig snap behind her, causing her to whirl around towards the sound with an even louder growl as she stood over her father. A young man stepped out from behind a group of trees with a large grin that reminded her of the vampires he had just slain. He wore a red Victorian style trench coat with black clothing underneath and a wide rimmed fedora and his eyes were covered by orange tinted goggles. The wolf continued to growl at the man, her hackles raised and mouth pulled into a snarl.
"Now is that any way to greet the monster who just saved your miserable life?" The man asked sarcastically. He took a step closed to the wolf, receiving another growl in return. He stopped, looking down at her with the same, insane grin.
"You seem tense. Why don't I put you out of your misery?" With that, he pulled out a gun and aimed it right at her head. Within an instant, the wolf pounced on the man, his arm grasped within her jaws, which caused him to drop his firearm. Once she heard the weapon hit the ground, she released his arm only to place her paws on both arms to pin him down.
The man's now uncovered red orbs watched the wolf as she began to shift forms. Her white fur changed into soft, ivory skin, her face became more rounded and human. Her newly transformed hands gripped his arms as her long, slightly curly hair changed from snow white to raven black. She kept her white wolf ears and tail, but only because she couldn't make them go away.
She opened her eyes, one red and the other blue, looking down at the vampire under her. His expression changed from his normal grin to surprise and back to his normal grin again.
"So we have a wolf girl now do we? It's too bad your blood is tainted with that of another monster."
"That is hardly besides the point vampire. I'm not like the others." The girl spat with venom behind her voice, her grip tightening on the man's arms. He laughed, clearly amused, and pushed the girl off of him with ease. She fell back and landed on her father, looking up at the vampire with a glare. She snarled and growled viciously as he chuckled, standing as dusting himself off before grabbing his gun once more.
"You certainly are a feisty one. What is your name, Wolf Girl?" The girl stayed silent, glaring at the chuckling man as he walked up and pointed the gun at her head once more. It was so close she could see the inside of the dark barrel. She sat there, unafraid.
"Hm, that's too bad. I would like to have known your name," he pressed the barrel to her head, "before ending your miserable life."
The girl closed her eyes, ready for the bullet to pass through her head. However, just as he was about to shoot, a black mass of bloody fur latched onto the vampire's arm as the girl fell backwards to the ground.
