Again soft words soothed her racing mind, it was like he always knew what to say to calm her. Again her body stilled against his except for the tiny movements of her breathing an old human habit she hd not learned to break. Being with lance reminded her of what it was like to be human, but also a constant reminder that she wasn't that she was a predator with a pretty face. The last thought echoing in her mind as if she hadn't thought of it herself.<span style="font-style: italic">"Beautiful killers really the best"</span>her mind echoed again the tone off as if it wasn't her own.<span style="font-style: italic">"I wonder what I must do to bring you home, maybe destroy the small nest you have found yourself in my little bird"</span>the voice mocked tremors of fear worked through her. "Please no" she whimpered as a small blood tear streaked her cheek.<br/><br/>(hope u like, wasn't sure where u wanted to go for the next part so I threw something out there)