((I'll still use Kelarae but I'll have Melodie always with her, if you want personality and description then read my two books; the second needs work but the first has been completely finished. Underworld: House of the Tsar and Underworld: Cry of the Wolf))
Guns in hand, clips loaded to the brim and their targets numbered in the dozens...
Side by side Kel and Mel charge into the Lycan pack and opened fire before they could respond; Kel had one of her MP7's whilst the other lay in Mel's possesion and together they carved through the mass gathered in the threatening dawn.
They had been hunting this pack for the entire night and were desperate to annihilate them before the inevitable morning light would be an inviting barbeque.
Already six days overdue on their kill-quota and both exhausted by the hunt; their desperation fueled them and the enemy Lycans never fired a single shot in return though most of them were young-bloods and were just gathered out of boredom, nevertheless they were Lycan mongrels...
Five managed to flee but the Death-Dealer pair needed to find shelter; their time was not this day...