Kyke straightened as he saw the young woman in the dress and cracked a small smile. Even for a human, she looked too out of place to be ignored. The dress flowed smoothly down her form, as though she were covered in liquid that hugged her shape entincingly. It gave only the barest hint of the shapely bust and legs that it covered. Had Kyle been human, he would have been very attracted to her. Luckily, he was not.<br/><br/>Instead, his thoughts were much more complicated. He watched as her friend- from the conversation he overheard as they passed by, he knew his name was Warren- left her alone and went off with his friends. He gave a sly smirk. The man was a fool, leaving such a tempting young creature alone in a place like this. She was a sheep in a den of wolves, a sheep wandering lost in the darkness. And such a fine looking sheep. He did so love roasted lamb...<br/><br/>He removed himself from his self assigned post to follow the ebony haired girl into the kitchen. Unfortuneatly, he was stopped by Claire before he could make it into the house. She was also blocking the enterance to the kitchen, and the girl.<br/><br/>"...He's such a loser. I totally don't need him...Hey! Look who came crawling back! What do you want, Kyle?"<br/><br/>She gave him a snide look and Kyle was sorely tempted to wipe that smile off her face with a few words- he could do it with ease. She would follow him anywhere, after that. But...that was not why he had wanted to come inside. He had another target tonight.<br/>He arched an eyebrow as he heard what she'd said about crawling. He was a knight of the Dark Court- he crawled to no one. Except his Queen, but that was entirely different. He crawled to no mortal. He gave an icy look to Claire and gave a small smile as her body tensed, recognizing the danger she was not yet consciously aware of.<br/><br/>"Well, I wouldn't mind getting in the house." he said coolly. "But seeing as how your ego is nearly as large as your implants, I'll have to go in the back. Unless you'd be so kind as to remove yourself from the entryway...?"<br/><br/>The girl gaped. She was more than likey about to yell at him but he pushed past the blonde and at last saw the girl he sought. She was even more tempting in the light. Oh yes...A lamb in every sense of the word. She would be perfect. He came up behind her quietly, grabbing the Pepsi with some revulsion. It tasted terrible to him. He much prefered the wine served back home.<br/><br/>Now...what to say? He loved the hunt, he adored the beginning when they began to trust him, despite warning from his brighter cousins. They always tried to interfere. Something about honor and making choices. Blah blah blah. Bunch of do-gooders.<br/><br/>"Hello..." he said lightly. "You look nice tonight. What's your name...?"<br/>He smiled openly at her.