It was a boy.
"Um, Hello," I said.
"Sorry. I didn't mean to scare you. My name is Sam," said the boy.
"Oh. Um...I'm Taylor," I didn't know what to say.
"I'm a werewolf," he said.
"Oh. I know all this. My friend the vampire accidentally made me drink werewolf poison!!" I said.
"Werewolf poison?! That's even more toxic to humans than to us werewolves! And I sort of knew that you hung out with vampires. I can smell it. It smells like ice and blood. That's why I told you I was werewolf. But I could tell you were human."
"Do you want to come back to the house? That's where all the vampires are, so..." I trailed off.
"No worries. The scent isn't that strong. I mean it's strong, but I can stand it. For a while, at least. It's stronger when there's a lot of them. And I won't attack them unless necessary."
"Oh." I led him down the trail back to the meadow. When we went down the stairs, everybody froze. Except for Adin.
"You go outside saying you need fresh air and you come back with a werewolf?! Are you trying to get killed?!" Adin screamed. "And to make matters worse, it smells like wet dog in here!!"
"He's a nice werewolf!! And he said he won't attack unless absolutely necessary!"
"Oh. Okay then. You should know, Werewolf, that we are 'vegetarians' so to speak. We only hunt animals."
"Oh. Nice to know. And I have a name. It's Sam," said Sam.
Then Robert walked in, a dissaproving look on his face.
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