Day Walker
Slowly as the sun started to rise over the city to bring on a new day a young looking man watched through his window as the morning's rays started to stream in. Crinkling his brow some in thought he swept his fingers through his short blonde hair. Today he needed to feed; he couldn't push it any longer. Raising his golden eyes to the now bright morning he groaned and removed himself from his seat.
Walking through his apartment he raised his arms high above his head stretching out. He wasn't keen to day time hunting but the humans were less at guard at that time then they were at night and he preferred less of a fight. Stepping in