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Rhiannon Tchaikovsky slowly walked through the trees closest to the Art building at the Mesos University. She had just finnished talking to her art professor after the class about a water color she'd done of a bird's nest. She had to go to work, but first wanted to change out of her school clothes. Even though business had been slow lately due to the recent onslaught of attacks at night, she still had to act and work like there was always a rush, at both the diner and the bar. It was close to openning at the bar and she was the first bartender on shift that evening. Rhia sighed, annoyed that she had to work on a class night, even after warning her boss that she would have a hard time swinging it. That was when she heard it. An ominous growl sounded from behind her and she froze. "Aw man not again..." She whispered to herself. She slowly turned and saw a set of dark red eyes looking at her, then turn and rush away. Rhia then caught the first wiff of it. Blood, fresh, and still warm. Rhia slowly walked toward the smell, and stiffled a scream at what she saw.

The girl was dark haired and wore what must have been a pair of black jeans and a white dress shirt. The remains were almost completely shredded. There were deep scratches all over the girls body and a peice missing out of her throat. Rhia backed away and made herself not gag. She took out her cell phone and dialed 911. "Yes, what is your emergency?" Said the calm voice of the receptionist. Rhia took a deep breath and let it out slowly before she began. "I'd like to report another attack and death from what seems to be a very large wild dog. I am about half a mile south of the Art Building at Mesos University, in the wooded area there. My cell phone should transmit my exact location. My name is Rhiannon Tchaikovsky. The body indicates female, about twenty-two I'd guess, medium height, dark hair." Rhia paused and listened to the instructions given her then sighed. "Yes I am sure she's dead. No I did not touch the body to check for a pulse, or try CPR. There is a large chunk missing out of her throat, I'm guessing from her Caratoid Artery... Yes I'll remain here until the emergency crews are here. Yes Ma'am. No I will not disturb the scene.... Yes ma'am. Thank you." Rhia sighed and hung up the phone and settled in to wait. She backed away from the body by about twenty feet, keeping it in sight, but far enough that she wouldn't disturb anything that could be considered 'evidence'. She pulled out her sketch pad and began to sketch the trees and the clouds. When the first cramp hit her body she tried to breath through it like she usually did. They were beginning to happen with more frequency. As the cramp faded, Rhia lifted her face up to the sky and watched as a cloud stretched across the sky. "Right... Wishes don't come true, nightmares do..." She grimaced, and went back to her sketches, waiting for the police and the others.

Rhia had frozen, when first she heard the far off rustling, and twigs breaking, as someone passed through the brush. She'd listened intently, still staring at the near-full moon. She turned as the man came nearer, and felt a tingle run down her spine, as if she knew him. But she knew she'd never met him before. She cringed, as she felt a wave of pain hit her, hard, and bit down on her lower lip to keep from making any noise. She didn't notice she'd drawn blood until she tasted it, and let the warm, tasty, metallic substance roll down her throat. She looked at him, and nodded. "Yes sir... I called in and reported the attack. Large black... animal. Too big to be a wolf, but... it looked like a wolf... the muzzle... the overall appearance of it... seemed like a wolf... just like the one that att... that has been reported before..." She said softly, catching herself before she made a major mistake. She did not want this man... this... cop, to know about her attack. He'd assume she was simply reliving her memories and imagining things, because the grizzly scene triggered them or something. Rhia gave a silent sigh. She had a lot of experience with cops, and none of it had ever been good. She looked down at her sketch and flinched. It was no longer just of clouds, but... it... The giant wolf that had attacked her, forming out of the clouds. She could see it's face made of coal black fur, and it's glowing eyes... and she shivered. She crumpled up the piece of sketch paper, and dropped it, at her feet. She'd grab it before they took her in for questioning. She could hear the wail of the sirens, and wondered what took them so long, when they sounded so close. She looked up at the moon for a moment and shivered again, before returning her eyes to him. He was a rather handsome man- for a cop. And he almost seemed as uncomfortable around her, as she was with him. How odd. When he moved, probably unintentionally, his arms flexed, and she was made incredibly aware of how very strong he was, especially compared to her. Another memory flashed across her vision, and she very nearly flinched away, but stopped herself, instead she closed her eyes and pushed the images away, or an attack from long ago, when she was still a young kid. And attack that was somehow worse than finding herself being eaten by a giant dog. She opened her eyes, and didn't notice they'd shifted from a dark violet, to an icy blue color.