Bellona del Mar walked into the misty alleyway looking for her next meal. She supposed it had been days since she last ate, but she didn't need as much blood to survive. She could usually find herself eating raw meat to suffice for a few days. She usually obtained the raw meat in markets or just left-overs from people who had decided their meat was spoiled. Bell usually enjoyed a free meal from people who didn't know good meat when they had it.<br/><br/>Her mass of dark blue hair flopped in a disorderly array of a messy french braid. Her seemingly dark blue eyes peered at the world around her quickly. She observed her surroundings, and listened to the quietness of the area. The smell of the trees on the wind, the feel of it whipping her face. Bell looked like she could deal with a lot of things, but her coming across a young child in this area? Rare these days that she would find a young blood to eat. "Little child. Little child. Come here, little child," she said sweetly as her voice hissed out. "Little child. Little child. A drink from you, my child." The little boy walked over to her as though in a trance. She took a good look at the child and took a bite from his neck, and drank her fill.<br/><br/>Bell eventually found herself by the park. Wandering around Summerset should have been relaxing, Bell figured. The wind outside has picked up and Bell was glad she brought her coat and gloves tonight. She wanted to find someone to talk to. It felt like it had been years since she had seen anyone else. Bell believed she had heard a scream coming from the direction of the park. She ran as fast as her legs would carry her, and stopped at the gates of the park as she noticed someone, Bell thought.