Euterpe walked out of her cave, yawning. It was around seven in the morning in the forest and most of the other pack members were sleeping. Walking to the edge of the camp, she smiled at the guard, who nodded back. The guard, named Alec, knew about Euterpe's early morning explorations, and said nothing. "Morning, Alec! Anything interesting?" She asked, reaching behind a rock and grabbing the halberd behind it. She twirled it to remove all the dew off the spear-like weapon. Alec only shook his head and smiled some. "Aw, well, alright then. I'm off!" She called, running into the forest. Euterpe wasn't hunt or gathering at all. She was looking for vampires. Euterpe was intrigued by these human-like creatures. They were the werewolf's natural enemies but they were so alike. Both creatures of the night, that live on other animals with highly interesting weaknesses. Euterpe still doesn't understand why one race hated the other so much. Shrugging, she continued through the forest to where the vampires roam.