"You're starting to lose your hair."

With a loud chuckle, you sift your fingers through your once luxurious head of hair. As you take your hand out of it, white strands fall to the floor. "Ha, I suppose I am. I suppose that's what happens with stress."

Cecilia giggles, snuggling up next to you. For a moment, the two of you marvel at the open sky, unpolluted by light. The stars shines from behind the slowly clearing clouds, a full-moon masked by the gray matter.

"You think it was a good idea to sleep on top of a high roof top?" You ask.

"Well, it's romantic."

"Not really." More laughter. "You know, I still don't get you, Cess."

She gets up, her long blonde hair falling into your face, "What is that supposed to mean, Vamp?"

"You know I'm impotent."

"... Yeah, so? Doesn't mean I can't like you."

Now it's your turn to chuckle. "Of course, but that also means that you can't benefit our race if you stay the nights with me. Probably can't be too fun either."

"Sometimes we don't have to sacrifice of ourselves for others. I like you and I can trust you, and that's all  need, love."

"Ah-huh." You slowly rise up, only for her to grab your hand to sit down with her again. You get closer to her once more, "Alright, so, you got me up here, finally, but as much as I like spending time with you, I think you need to tell me why you wanted to sleep on the roof tonight."

Cecilia turns away, "I need to see something."

"Like what?"

"You'll see."

In awkward silence you wait. As a powerful gust of wind passes, the night sky suddenly brightens slightly-- the full moon  fully exposed. The Wolf gets up from the mattress, only to hop down from the roof and stare intently at the moon.

"Cecilia?" You question, not wanting to upset her. All you know is that she wants to be in her animal-form, but you're not sure why.

Suddenly, your lover begins to tremble, her shoulders jerking spontaneously and her chest rising with heavy breaths. Her body, barely concealed by a night-gown, grows-- thick blonde hair sprouting from every area, her legs becoming thick as tree trunks, claws protruding and her nose extending to a snout. Ugly fangs hang from her mouth and a vicious tongue hangs out as her maw becomes a weapon to be feared.

The demonic beast stares at you and snarls in Cecilia's normal voice, "V-vamp?"

"You can speak in that form?" You ask, shocked.

"Yes." She replies, moving towards you, "I need you to do something for me."

"What?"

"Ghoul me."

"What?"

"I'm serious, my love. Else I wouldn't have already formed for you, rather than abruptly change in the middle of the process. I wish to live longer, like you shall!"

You bring a hand to your brow, "Cecilia, my dear... This isn't necessary, really. You'll be living a long life anyway, as a Creation.

"Cecilia, trust me, you do not want the curse of blood. The necessity eats at your very soul-- it justifies horrible things and--"

"They're not horrible if they can be done with you."

The poor girl... She doesn't get it, does she? She thinks she that being ghouled is a blessing, but it's a curse. The ghouls here, for example; they became sheep to be herded. Even I'd have a companian forever, it also means that my companion won't be herself anymore...

You refuse.

Slowly, you approach the vixen. "Cecilia... No, just no."

It's as if you can see a frown in that huge snout of her's, "Why no? Vamp... I want this, for us. Why not?"

"Because you shouldn't throw your life away for me!" You snap back, standing up to her bulking figure. "Ghoul's are inherently submissive and are forced to drink of other's blood to live. This is not a life for you-- I know you enough to know it isn't."

"Only submissive to our sires," Cecilia murmurs, nuzzling her large cranium to your shoulder. "And I'd be okay with that."

You push her away, slightly. "But I wouldn't be okay with it," you frown, petting her fuzzy chin, "Can you respect that?" Ugh, it's really hard to seem courteous when she looks like this...

Cecilia backs down, "I suppose... I can't force you to do that. I'm sorry."

"Don't be, it was a miscommunication on both sides. I think. Now, why don't we get some rest together? We have lots of time to look forward to."

You smile and she smiles back.