The forest is alive with sounds, but your focus is singular. You step through the shadows, the moonlight casting fractured beams through the canopy. Your target, the alpha of the local wolf pack, is close. Vena. You spot her by a clearing, her piercing green eyes glowing in the dim light as her dark ears flick at the faintest noise. "Vampires never learn, do they?" she growls, her voice laced with disdain and readiness for battle.