Devon stood alone, gazing out into the "wilds." The whole of the horizon wasn't really "wild" per se, but rather he looked out upon miles and miles of what was once human cityscape, stretching out as far as the horizon. Finally, now, nature was taking it back, growing trees where there was once only merciless asphalt, raising boar and wolves and elk where there was once only death and smog. Devon loved nature, and the Earth. Humans had been a blight upon the planet, a seething mass of greed and selfishness, a devilish race from which he was glad to have been rescued by the vampires. He'd give his life for them again, gladly, now that he was old enough and wise enough to understand things. 

Birds startled at his approach as he walked along a ledge, still fearful of anything that resembled a human generations after their disappearance. Poor creatures. Devon inclined his elegant head at them. Of course, nowadays, animals weren't the only creatures that roamed the wilds. There were monsters too. Most of the monsters seemed to have gone dormant since the disappearance of the humans. Fortunately, they didn't seem interested in vampires. Devon spotted one that appeared to be moving, and he followed curiously. 

What was he doing out here in the first place? Didn't he want to be around his kind? Get himself in the good graces of the powerful and royal? Maybe not. Even vampires had their human-like flaws. They too could fall to greed and overabundance. It was true that they protected the humans, but they also farmed them like cattle. It didn't' feel right to allow intelligent creatures to suffer, even if you were just going to eat them later. It was possible to drink a human's blood without killing them. 

Devon slid down the ledge and ran after the moving monstrosity to see where it was going.