The Virus Within (Original rough draft)

I shifted silently through the trees. Despite the dark night, my red-tinted sight allowed me to see every blade of grass and leaf as if it was noon. The wind gently blew strands from my waist-long braid behind me.

The wind also blew hundreds of scents at me. I could identify each of them with ease. I considered my choices. A rabbit would be sufficient for tonight. I darted silently through the brush in a hunting crouch as I followed the scent.

I returned to the old log cabin since the sun would be rising very shortly. Even if I hadn't known exactly where I was, I could have easily followed the smell of wood smoke back. This cabin had probably been a small hunting lodge at one time. There was one queen-sized bed in one corner, a petite kitchen, a wood stove, and a chair. It was small, but more than enough for one woman.