Thirsty, so thirsty…She could hear the trickling of blood nearby as her focus sharpened and became more detailed than it had ever been. Behind a large patch of tall grass, ten feet away, Buffy knew a mouse lay, curled up for its evening rest. Finding her strength, she crouched for a moment then sprung herself in perfect aim to achieving her goal. The tiny rodent didn’t have a chance as she ripped into its furry carcass with her razor sharp canines.

This meal was however, not enough to fill the hunger pains inside her. The visions of her family and friends dissolved as her only thought turned to blood. The sound of blood rushing inside veins was stronger now, and belonged to a human. Buffy started to salivate as she raced with all of her speed in the direction of her next meal.