<span style="color: #800000">Wiping a tanilizing taste of blood from her lips, Evony stood from her crouch and paced over to a rusty dumpster, barely registering her sister's presence out of the corner of her eye. The cry rang out again, this time interrupted by a hiccup, high and sweet. The vampire peered over the metal edge and for a second imagined she was looking into a mirror. As her eyes adjusted she found she was staring into a pair of wide brown eyes, reflecting her own image back at her.<br/><br/>Evony reached her hands down into the collection of rotten food and plastic wrappings and touched the silk-soft skin that laid there. No larger than the length of her arm, the being was easily lifted and cradled by the woman. Tiny thumbs and fingers reached up as the crying ceased, and gently carressed Evony's face. The vampire found herself smiling. This child, apparently dumped and to be forgotten by the one she had just prepared to feast upon, instantly touched her to what little remained of her cursed soul. Somehow, it had claimed her.</span>