PHOTO PROMPT © Anshu Bhojnagarwala
“That’s not even scary,” Nicky said, leaning back away from the crackling campfire. Tall and thin, he wore his lanky hair in a bun.
“There’s no such thing as werewolves,” Amanda agreed. Comfy in t-shirt and jeans, she had decent meat on her bones..
From their places across the campfire, Rebekah cast her mate Lyon a knowing glance.
“Just in case, we should stick close to the fire,” he said, implying the group would be safer there.
Rebekah knew the truth, though. Soon, the full moon would rise, and Lyon preferred his meals preheated.
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This is my submission for Friday Fictioneers, where every week intrepid adventurers set out to create 100-word flash fiction. Some of it perhaps not so fictional after all….
Anne Higa 
Oh no. I think Amanda’s the preferred meal. Scary. The ending is great – I didn’t expect it.
that’s terrifying end
The ‘meat on her bones’ was an unflattering observation to make, but I guess werewolves have different values.
They have no idea what is coming! Nicely done.
Dear Anne,
Dare I say, “Guess who’s coming to (be) dinner? Well done…or I could say you’re in rare form. Good one.
Shalom,
Rochelle
Oh my God, I never believed when someone told they were among us. Scary,indeed!
Great ending indeed!
Good foreshadowing there, telling us Amanda had good meat on her bones. And preheated 🙂 Loved it.
I admit to being worried when Amanda’s “meat” was mentioned… poor thing…
I like how you effectively conveyed the horror in just a couple sentences.