Jason set the girl down on his makeshift bed and covered her up. He pulled a chair roughly across the floor, partly to try and wake her up, and sat to watch her. The more he looked at her, the more appealing she became. As he scrutinized her carefully, he noted he pale skin, the soft line of her jaw, her high cheekbones, and full, pink lips. Her brunette hair was shot through with a deep purple he hadn't noticed before and her ears were slightly pointed at the tips.

Mother picked you out a beautiful girl, didn't she baby, his mother cooed in his head.

He nodded emphatically thinking that her differences were what made her the perfect creature that she was. He couldn't wait until she woke up and spoke to him and sang for him again. And so he sat and waited.

After two days of watching her he started to get bored. Luckily he sensed some people entering his forest and decided he would go investigate. There seemed to be too many for a normal camping party so he knew he needed to be careful. He set out from his cabin knowing that it was unlikely that the group would discover his new home. Even if they did, he had created several escape plans in the past few days to ensure his girl's safety.

As he approached the party downwind, his fears were realized. The group consisted of about twenty men and women in uniform and six Belgian Malinois. Normally he wouldn't care- the local police were afraid of him and tended to steer clear of the lake. This group was definitely NOT from the town judging by the organized way they worked.

They were split into two groups- one handling the campsite where he had killed the bad boy and girl and the others at the site were he'd let the one boy get away. They moved with practiced grace as they collected evidence, loaded bodies into bags (or body parts as it were), and gathered up the remaining tents and equipment. The dogs and handlers slowly worked the campsite, trying to pick up the scent of him and his girl. He gave a rare grin behind his mask; dogs tended to shy away from his scent and as would get incredibly confused by the wolf and human scent.

He watched everything that remained of the unfortunate campers disappear into trucks and the handlers give up trying to find their scent.