(Denise's house turns out to be a tree. Yes, she does lay on the branches when she's bored, but it's also a hollowed out tree. She gets in either through a hole in the ground, or a hole in the top of the tree. Inside she has drawings she made with deer skins and smushed berry paints, and she'll hang pretty fabrics in there she finds. She has two constant fires going, because she enjoys the smell. She has a hammock near the top, and she has a nest large enough fro a human in one of the branches she lays in when she watches the stars. She enjoys counting them on noncloudy nights. Yay! Now you know what it is like!)
Denised sighed quietly. Sometimes it was boring being a vampire. She had everything so easy, and humans didn't. She growled lowly and shortly to herself, the the branch her hand was clutched aroudn snapped off. "Damn it!" She mumble growled. Luckily, she had been sitting near the edge, and the branch peice wasn't very large.