Raalyn, 15, spryte of some sort(looks human)<br/><br/><br/>Raal stirred in her sleep, the fiery red-head found herself awakened by a strange chill in the air. She pulled the covers over her shoulders and sighed, finding that it was much to early to be awake again, but she didn't feel tired. After staring at the wall, studying all the minute little details and patterns in the paint, she exhales heavily and heaves the thick blankets off to get up. Her bare skin met the cool air with a sting and she turned to grab a blanket to wrap up in, her head reeling from dizziness. Looking down she finds that the bedsheets are stained a deep red with the blood from her eyes. With a sigh, she goes off to clean herself up and get dressed, not even noticing the hunger pains and the signs that she probably should eat something.<br/><br/>Once it was dark enough, Ral slipped out off her window-sill, climbing down from the building very carefully and dizzily wandering off into the darkness, looking for something to entertain herself with. As she heads along on her moonlit stroll, her blindfolded gaze was suddenly snapped in the direction of the park, all her senses so suddenly alert, acute, and trying to pick up something, trying to hone in on it. Watching the distance, she began to feel the paniced urge to leave, that something was going to happen. Something... bad? no, not directly bad, but her instincts were desperately urging her to flee, to run, the get the hell out of there.<br/>But she couldn't. She oddly found herself desiring to investigate. And she was glued to her spot. Debating listening to instinct or desire... Eventually she found that her desire was more important, and she soon felt something drawing her in. Raal's brisk walk soon turned to longer and longer strides and suddenly she was running. A Blonde haired boy soon came into view, and she slowed, walking up silently behind him as if she were a cat stalking her prey. That feeling... such a strong feeling... She had felt it before, but never in as strong a concentration as this... And yet she couldn't place exactly what it was. Something was wrong with this boy. No, not wrong, but... different. She felt her body weakened by the sheer force of it, she felt like she might fall to her knees... What was he?! The questions raced through her head as she watched him. Her thoughts seemed overwhelming, and yet she just quietly watched him. Not making a sound. Not moving a muscle....