Her hands were placed in front of her as she walked forward into the light of a dimming street lamp. A small bounce in her step as she did so. He curls bounced and swayed slightly as the wind whispered past her a few leaves scuttling through her path. She looked at him, with a small twinge of fear, but still shone bold in body language.<br/><br/>"Keep your kindness to the wayward mortals," she smiled toward him her fangs showing ever so slightly, "they are the reason we are able to feed without causing a stir."<br/>She watched him, he was strong. That much she could tell. But how strong? She scanned him over, the word child still ringing in her ears. True she looked young she was no child. There was no word for her age except ageless. There was nothing else to it. Forever young, forever beautiful, but eternally damned.<br/><br/>"A place to stay you say?" her hands dropped to her side, "I live not far from here, I welcome you to stay. Under the condition that you give me your name. Do not take much offence to it though, but there are certain kinds of vampires that I do not allow in my home. Your name should be able to tell me if you can enter or not."<br/>Her eyes shimmered a little bit as a smile broke onto her face as she waited.<br/>"I've got some bad blood between a few 'families'..."