Hiding in the trees, Talya watched Dmitri throw the flowers from the window. Her heart seized. Because of her age, the taciturn vampire was not giving her a chance. She pulled her hand up and looked at where her matching limb should be. She would make him get past her age and her deformity. She was falling in love and Talya had something to prove.
She made her way back into the vampire's house, but quickly realized he was no longer there. Removing her clothes, she shifted form and wandered through his home, rubbing her pelt against any personal items she could reach. Maybe her scent, spread everywhere, would make him come around.
She shifted, put her clothes back on, and returned to her clan's assigned cabins.
Esta approached and after a few seconds began sniffing the air. "You smell like the vampire."
She couldn't help her testy response. "So what if I do?"