Blood Lust in the Woods

Blood Lust of the Blood Letter

I crouched down at the base of the tree house before glancing around. I walk a bit further into the woods before dropping down on my hands and knees and throwing my head back and digging my fingertips into the dirt. I smile preparing my body and mind for what I was about to do. I loved the feeling of my gift, but often I would get a bit lost in the blood and excitement. I think back and wonder if I am feral, sometimes I got a little too lost in the blood lust. I smiled at the memories of using my gift, before feeling around for anything with blood thrumming in it's veins. 

    That was my gift, it was called blood letting, allowing me to sense and control blood. In or out of the body, I often had a weird effect on blood when its out of the body it often thrummed and moved with my attention. I smiled sensing a few small creatures of in the woods before stalking towards the bushes, I arched my hand and used the creatures blood against it's will drawing it towards me. A bunny hops unnaturally towards me I move towards the small creature and slit its little throat watching the blood pour out of it's throat. 

    I hold it by a foot and use my gift to push all the blood out of the creature and toss it in my backpack before searching for another creature. I smile and pull another towards me before and repeating the process. I get slightly lost in the excitement and the blood spilling, I give a loud cackle at the feast I had secured. The rabbits and squirrels laying in my bag, I sigh at the thought of stopping my blood feast and stop my actions I dropped my senses and started moving back towards the house. 

    I huffed and went on my way fighting against my better senses and fought to not go out and hunt more. I Roll my shoulders before rushing to to the ladder breaking into a slight jog and stretching out my legs to move faster and faster. Reveling in the stretch and pull of my muscles I smile as I use the feeling of stretching to chase away my undesired blood lust. I leap up and hook my arms onto the ladder and climb up before pushing open the living room hatch and pulling myself up through the entrance. 

    Sitting on the sofa is the group, the brothers sit near each other and talk quietly with each other while the two girls are closely huddled together, while Owen sits sullenly in a chair mumbling to himself as he was being ignored by the two other groups. He peaks up and gives an excited yip that could only come from Owen. I smile widely at him before jumping over the sofa and sitting comfortably on his lap. He smiles before wrapping his arms around me. 

    "Someone is in a good mood." He says pulling me too him snugly. He glances down quickly, "Is that blood Cas?" He says pulling away slightly. I roll up from his lap and drop the sacks of animals on his lap. My bag free of blood from the animals I gesture for him to open the bag. Liam looks up with a sneer, "Didn't find anything?" He asks and I flip him the bird before turning to Owen. 

    "You can use my knife to skin them I need to change clothes." I say moving to go to my room across the bridge and stripping out of my sweaty clothes dabbing at the small amounts of blood before using my gift to separate the blood from the clothing. I pull on some fresh clothes and lay down on the bed, I squeeze my eyes shut and  lay on the bed quietly. I hear my bedroom door open and I don't open my eyes to look at my visitor.

    I feel the bed sink down next to me and a hand strokes my hair. I jerk back surprised at the touch I look up in surprise to see Liam looking down at me stroking my hair, I jerk back in surprise. I sit up in shock "Dimples?" I ask shocked. He gives a small smile and flicks my forehead lightly. I scrunch up my brows startled "What the f*****g hell are you doing?" I growl at him he smiles bigger before patting my head like a child and running his fingers through my hair. 

    "I'm sorry for what I said. I feel quite bad, you are doing an awful lot for this team. Its just that our parents turned feral and had attacked us so I was a bit suspicious of you. It was nothing against you personally." I said ruffling my hair. I smack his hand away   "Knock it off dimples. If you want to kiss and make up fine, But I am still wary of you." I say moving to roll up off of the bed.  He snatches my hand before pulling me back into his lap and planting a firm kiss on my lips while looking deeply into my blood red eyes. 

    He holds me firmly to him and deepens his kiss tracing his tongue along the seam of my lips. I refuse entry and he bites down on my lip and I still refuse to open. I pin him down and stare at him "What are you doing Dimples?" I ask with a gasping breath I pant unevenly above him.  He smiles again "I wanted to kiss and make it better." He says with a wide grin. I push off his firm chest and climb off his lap much to his disappointment. 

    "I advise you keep your lips to yourself, unless you wish for me to do something about it." I say with a tight lipped smile "But if you want to treat that as an apology." I say holding my hand out to him to help him up "Then lets get out there with the others." He reaches up and wraps his hand around mine and pull him up with me. 

    When I pull him up I pull him towards me and place a small kiss on his lips. I pull away quickly and move quickly from the room.