At first there was no response with the exception of a deep groan that left the hump of fabric. Trixie looked a bit worried as the possibility was there that she killed somepony, or something. "Hmhmhmhm, I don't think so," the vampony suddenly replied as she had found stability on all four of her legs again and rose back up. The vampiric mare's hood was lowered once again and she stared right into the violet ones of Trixie while her lips were covered in blood. The piece of skin had fallen to the ground and wasn't of any interest any more for either two of them. All that they had eye for, was the one they were looking at.