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<span style="font-family:Assistant"><span style="font-size: 18px">"Their blood is a threat, a warning and a promise." </span></span>​</div><span style="font-family:Assistant"><br/>
"Stop." Her demand was loud and clear, and she hissed loudly in response to the enraged snarl she received from Katrina - who eventually released her prey with much disdain, dropping the poor little thing to the ground of the forest as she yelped in a state of agony due to her burning throat. Neither of the bloodsuckers replied to the shocked whimpers of the creature and the muffled cries from the raven-haired woman. They simply stood there, obviously on guard and rather offensive, ready to attack what were both threats and food to them. But the vampires waited for their oldest member to give them the word, and even while they were seemingly growing impatient and even slightly aggressive, no one dared to move without the permission of the brunette that separated them from the fresh meat. <br/>
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But Chalyse did not remain silent for no reason. Her ears were picking up every single sound that she needed to hear, that she wanted to hear, while her other senses were offering her the hints and clues that she required. While her icy blue eyes were focused on the creature in front of her, the leader of the group, her ears and nose were scanning the area without much difficulty. A soft breeze was suddenly loud to her, the leaves that were dancing in it were piercing through her eardrums and the sound of a twig that snapped in the far distance caused her head to turn in a different direction for a very brief moment. <br/>
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"Do you truly believe that <i>my bitch </i>will be stopped by one arrow? Why don't we test that theory of yours? Take a shot." Suddenly, she stormed forward with the kind of speed that could even be missed within the blink of an eye. But she did not make an attempt to reach for the man, let alone try and harm him. She stopped and stood still mere a couple of inches away from him, obviously being driven by her fearless instincts that every, single vampire appeared to have. And each of them struggled to keep it in control, knowing that sometimes they could lose their common sense - like the smallest one had experienced first-hand. Chalyse's  biggest enemy, however, was her pride. <br/>
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A smirk started to curl around her lips, her cold orbs locking with his. She could feel how her ability started to bottle up inside of her, ready to be used to her advantage. To hypnotise him - it would not only be useful, but most likely surprisingly pleasant to her as well. Was it the excitement that caused a shiver to run down her spine? Or was it the knowledge that he would do anything she wanted with her power? <br/>
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Chalyse would not find out at this time.<br/>
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'I know where he is. Let me get to him.' The voice of Levana echoed in the back of her mind, and a frustrated groan slipped from her tongue as Chalyse lost her focus. While it was very useful that their species could communicate with each other without needing to use their voice, it also ripped their entire concentration to shreds - and it was affecting the brunette to the point where she she was about to lose her calmness.<br/>
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 "Kill him for all I care!" Her fangs were exposed in the middle of her sudden outburst, and it started to become clear that the woman in charge had officially lost her patience. Her companions took advantage of it. As Katrina turned towards her prey again, Levana disappeared to track the hidden threat in the trees down. And Isaiah? He watched Chalyse with a somewhat concerned expression, witnessing how their hunt was slowly turning into a disaster.<br/>
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