She had finally found what she had been searching for in the hushing dark of the city. If this had been fifty, no a hundred years Siofragana would not have had this dilemma. Before that damned Demon had actually went looking for her, she had only needed to feed once every month, maybe even every other month to keep her strength. Now? She had to do it every other day. She wasn't certain if it was just because she had fed from the intoxicating burn of a Demon though. It could really be the forty years lack of fresh blood that was still trying to recalibrate itself.<br/><br/>The Blood bank had been simmering with that coppery tang that had made her pupils dilate and her fangs grow ever so slightly. Tel had been a blessing and a curse. Without him she may never have regained the powers she had lost when she had been the Coven Queen so many centuries ago, powers which the Creed had tainted and had sealed away when it had reigned havoc on Terra. She still felt as though she hadn't repented enough. Especially after Magi's sacrifice to seal the Creed away forever.<br/><br/>She doubted even her children knew that their mother was Awake. No matter, she placed her hand against the door turning into frost that slipped through the cracks and wove it's way down the hallway to the source of that coppery tang. Cold? Yes, normally she would feed fresh from the source, but she still didn't trust herself with doing that just yet. She had already killed a few animals, mostly rats, by accident. She ruffled through some of the bags before finding her favorite of the bunch.<br/><br/>AB+, a gem that sang as old as her blood did. She slid down to the floor her breath still forming frost in the air as her form continued to materialize until she was whole once more. Tearing her fangs through the plastic she tipped the bag forward slowly, careful not to waste a single drop as it slid down her throat. Sweet heaven did it bring memories. A shudder running through her as she let the blood continue to drip....<br/><br/><i>PHOENIX!</i><br/><br/>Her head snapped straight up startling her enough to almost drop the bag. She knew that voice. Where did she know that voice? She licked her lips eying the now empty bag of blood as she tossed it into a 'Biohazard' bag and slipped out as though she had never been there. Damn it. The voice was gone as soon as she had heard it. She pressed her palm against her forehead and tried to concentrate. But even then the voice remained elusive. The town was still thick with life even as the moon hung high above them.<br/><br/>The bag had thankfully taken the edge off and left her alone to puzzle over her mystery. Not even truly paying attention that the others were awake. She was too focused on trying to discover the source of the voice in her head. She was sure she would recognize it if she only heard it again.