Julian is on the scent. The cool night air carries the tantalizing scent of blood to him and he follows it, his mouth watering. He barely spares a glance toward the thin young man with the shaggy brown hair. Just another punter out for a pint.
Julian's gaze drifts toward a couple walking along one of the park's winding paths. The boy isn't much to speak of, but the girl is pleasantly plump, round in all the right places. He smiles, his eyes almost seeming to glow in the moonlight.
Now there's a meal...
His stomach growls and he begins moving toward them, his boots soundless on the grass.