"We don't have much time (y/n)!" Your mother whispered as your father was packing your bag. "M-Mother... what's happening?" You asked as you held your little sister close to your chest. "(Y/N), the townspeople hate werewolves as much as vampires. You must run." The mother said, stroking your cheek.

You wanted to cry. You have never been parted from your mother until now. Your father sniffed the air before snarling. "They're here." Your father growled before your mother gave you a hood, your bag, and her diamond necklace. "Promise us you'll protect Blossom." Your mother said, tears filling her eyes.

You nodded before someone was banging on the door. Blossom woke up and started to cry as your mother urshed you out the door. "(Y/n), be brave." Your mother whispered as she stared into your gold eyes one last time.

"Be brave, ruthless, and most importantly... trust no one."

~[ Years Later ]~

Your sister was painting as you threw a fresh killed buck onto the table. "(Y/n)!" Blossom chirped before hugging your leg. You smiled before sighing. "Never hunt a full grown buck Blossom. They got horns." You warned as Blossom's eyes widened.

"Are you ok!?" Blossom asked with concern. "Eh. I'll just go to Dr. Lofy's and ask her to look at my leg. That's where it got me." You answered as you limped to a chair. "Can I cook it? I really have been practicing!" Blossom said before you smiled at her.

"Sure Blossom. Keep mine rare please."