<span style="color: #E3A857">"My body reacts to my feelings. High stress, vamp out. You however, shifted, something you can control. I was just asking questions. Tell me, how would you feel if somewhere you consider close to your heart, like your grandmother's grave was invaded?"</span><br/><br/>Regan was dumbfounded. She started to transform back, her voice going from the harsh gruff sound back to the sweet innocent sound it once was.<span style="color: #A020F0">"I... I didn't know..."</span>She knew very little about vampires. And she certainly hadn't known that this was the grave of one. If she had she'd have found someplace else to hid out from the rain. Vampire or not she saw no reason for disrespecting the dead.<br/><br/>But before she could offer an apology the girl grabbed a hold of the wall. Something was wrong. As the girl vamped out and started to lose consciousness she instinctively rushed to her and caught her from falling. What was wrong with her? Her mind and heart raced. What did vampires need? Blood! Vampires needed blood as much as her kind needed flesh. But could a vampire drink werewolf blood? She wasn't sure but she had to try. There was no time to catch a critter for her.<br/><br/>She extended her claw and gritted her teeth, making a small hissing noise as she sucked in air, as she ran it across her forearm. As soon as she saw the red of her blood she placed it to the vampire girl's lips. She must be crazy for doing this. But she never killed a vampire before and she saw no reason to allow one to die now!