[color=Gold]"Anna!"[/color]

Blood. Blood everywhere. Snarling fangs and tearing skin. Bones creaking into place. Eyes diluting to a thick, viscous black. The shine of silver. Then blood; more blood.

Anna leapt to life, her hazel eyes turning wild as she momentarily reached for the blade at her side. Her breath came in rapid gulps and a warm layer of sweat hung over her skin. Realising that she was just on the bus, she settled back down, pulling her hood up over her white locks upon noting the stares of others around her. She had been getting dreams like this for quite a while now and it wasn't a good sign - it meant that there was pain on the horizon for her. Either that, or she would spill a lot of blood.

She had been trailing a Denver pack for the past month and the whole thing was fairly uneventful with no kills. Anna needed her own evidence to point to a few of her theories and she certainly got it. The larger Denver packs were on the move, consuming the smaller packs from outlying areas to form an even larger pack. It was worrisome because eventually, they would gain so many numbers that not even Hunters could drag them back down.

Silently, her head tilted to the window to watch as rolling mountains and trees gave way to the first sign of civilization in nearly two hours. Her breath warmed the frosted windows, causing small beads of water to drip. There was a pack here and she was going to have to weed it out and scatter it to the four winds. Which meant blood. More blood.

Stretching with an elongated yawn, she slid to her feet and meandered out of the bus and down onto the icy streets of Odessa. It was a quaint little place but she knew that under it all, its blood ran thick with the stench of wolves. White teeth nibbled down along the red of her lips before she began to explore the town. Her maps seemed to be mostly correct and she found the local motel within minutes. Instead of booking herself in, she chose to explore a little further.

It was during this exploration that she noticed what appeared to be a little bookshop with a girl leaving it. She was hot but Anna reckoned her to be younger than herself. Approaching the window of the store she just left with wary feet, she noticed the sign in the window. 'Help wanted'. [i]Perfect.[/i]

Jogging after the woman at a speed that would rule out slipping, she finally caught up with her just as she entered the diner. Anna didn't like that - the wolves probably had eyes everywhere and some white-haired vagabond suddenly entering town and looking for a job stood out. She would need an alibi. She would make one eventually but for now, she needed that job. Focusing on the task ahead, she trudged up the icy steps before entering the warm embrace of the diner.

Looking around, she found herself staring at the girl again before she pulled her hood down and fixed her smile. With that, she dropped down in the chair facing the brunette and smiled softly. [color=red]"Hi, I'm really sorry for practically stalking you but I noticed that you had a sign out saying you needed help in your new bookstore and I wondered if I could maybe get an application or something? I'm new around here and I want something to help get my feet on the ground!"[/color] Somehow, she managed most of that in one breath. The game had begun.