"So how are we going to get those werewolves out of our house. I worked way to hard on it to let them do anything to it. They shouldn't want us any more. We're humans, not vampires." Colt sighed, he stroked Tristian's little hand and smiled down at him.
You, who have all the passion for life that I have not? You, who can love and hate with a violence impossible to me? Why you are as elemental as fire and wind and wild things... — Gone With the Wind