The Nibbled Bookmark

Violet slowly began to inch across the grounds once more, keeping low
and almost crawling as she made her way across, careful to avoid stepping
on any twigs or tripping over rocks. She swore once this was over she was
going to have a long talk with the owner of the estate and help her get
some proper landscaping done. Seriously, who just let their home fall into
this kind of state?Then again, she supposed that was probably what lured her prey here to
begin with. What vampire could resist targeting someone who was
reclusive and lived in some old family home? The more the place fell
apart, the more appetizing a target the owner became.Violet stroked a finger over the silvered blades in her sleeve once more.
It was hardly going to be the first mystical creature she’d dealt with, but
that didn’t mean she should slack off or get sloppy. No matter how many
tools she had, it wouldn’t mean anything if she didn’t get a chance to use
them.Still, she couldn’t help herself from feeling another small surge of
excitement. She didn’t usually get these kind of opportunities. Usually
when she went on hunts like these she ended up in old graveyards or
hiding under bridges or having to fight in sewers. It had been almost two
years since she’d actually managed a hunt that made her feel somewhat
prestigious.Everyone always thought monster hunting was sooooo glamorous.
Staying up all night, running around through swamps, trying to get a few
hours of sleep during the day. Most of the time she lived more on coffee
than actual food. Not to mention most people thought vampires were
extinct these days and she was just some weird vagrant or should be
focusing on vengeful spirits. Most people looked at her more like some
wild animal than some hunter of the arcane and horrific.