Kalsafer's point of view
I decided it was time to show myself before I scared them to much. I stepped out of the bushes and waved.
"Hey are you from the flight?" the red haired one asked.
"No, I'm just out here today, what flight?" I asked.
"The one we just jumped from. It crashed behind us somewhere." answered the black haired one.
"Ohh...okay, I'll pretend I know what your talking about." I laughed.
"Works for me." said the curly haired brown one.
"I'm Morghan." said the red haired one.
"I'm Simone." said the black haired one.
"I'm Sierra." said the brown haired one.
"I'm Kalsafer." I introduced myself.
"Kalsafer? That's an interesting name, where are you from?" Morghan asked.
"Oh, I'm from Switzerland." I lied, I couldn't tell her the truth, could I?
"Cool," Sierra said, "We're all from Oregon. Might that be where we are now?"
"Sorry no, your in Montana." I answered.
"We'll that's nice then..." Simone looked around, "...How do we get back?"
"I think we should keep walking, we'll get somewhere eventually." Sierra said.
"You don't seem like your prepared to be going anywhere in the cold. It's getting ready to storm, maybe even snow, you never know." I replied.
"Then what do you propose we do?" Morghan asked.
I couldn't leave them in the cold to die could I? Well of course I could then when they died I could come back and drink their blood, ha ha like I'd ever actually do that. But they were alive know so... "Follow me." I sighed reluctantly.
I might have just made the biggest mistake of my long lived life.
Nathan's point of view
I should have known better, but I didn't. I went against my better judgement and went outside to eat the rabbit. Yeah I know that doesn't sound so bad, and it wouldn't have been if I'd taken it inside and eaten it like a human...but I didn't. I simply grabbed the rabbit and tore into it. So now your probably saying, "that's not so bad, you are a vamp, aren't you?" And it's true, I am a vamp but what happened next was why it was so terrible.
Morghan's point of view
We followed Kalsafer for a while, not daring to say a word in his presence, until we got to a house. The house was no small thing, in fact, it was rather large. It filled me with joy to see a house that most likely had food, and water inside it. Then my joy became a twisted feeling, somewhere between joy and disgust. I saw another guy holding a dead rabbit, it's fur was matted and the guys face was bloody. He licked l the blood from his lips. Kalsafer...growled?, at him and he looked up...growled? Really? He dropped the rabbit and stared at us, then at Kalsafer, and then back to us.
"Shit." he hissed then he stood up and walked inside the house.