On one night, a night that would start the countdown to the last week before it would have been one full year in the past that Rarity was turned into a vampony, both of the mares found themselves in the bed as vampiric mare stood above Fleur with a grin on her face. A grin which revealed her fangs lightly. The purple skinned wings were uncurled and spread over to the sides of her body before she spoke in a seducing yet sinister undertone. "So we meet again, dreadful hunter. Not much of a hunter now, are you?"