Hunger sunk its talons into Leoâ€™s guts. The wily, ever present snake had wrapped itself so tight around him that he wanted to throw up. Too bad he didnâ€™t quite have the ability anymore. It was making him testy. But Robyn, his sire, had brought him here instead. To nowhere, as far as he was concerned. He could hear the rapid, terrified heartbeats of a warren of rabbits, and even that made him tense and ravenous.<br/><br/>It was early for Leo, the time heâ€™d normally hunt. More and more often it was without Robyn, but sheâ€™d promised to show him something new tonight. For the first time since heâ€™d met her, he doubted her reasons. For what could they need to be so far from civilization? Was she going to try to teach him to kill animals now? He wouldnâ€™t do itâ€¦ She had to know that.<br/><br/>Robyn swung her arms merrily and moved as easily as a hunting cat through the underbrush. Leo didnâ€™t crack one twig, but he hardly had the grace of the older female. Neither of them said a word. When they finally stopped, it was amidst trees that seemed to rise up forever. Leo could have stayed for days, years maybe, in the trees. As a city boy, he hadnâ€™t had the chance to see many real old trees and real wild trees were what you passed on the way to bigger, better things. Wellâ€¦ he could have stayed if he wasnâ€™t so damn hungry.<br/><br/>â€œWait right here,â€ Robyn told Leo, stopping her fledgling in his tracks. No matter what he thought at times like these, she had his best interests in mind. It wasnâ€™t as if she didnâ€™t live nightly with the same awful, gnawing blood hunger. The way she saw it, she was just taking the steps to prevent him having to exist for too long with it.<br/><br/>Robyn stopped again fifty or so paces from Leo. A token gesture, leaving him behind like that. They both knew either of them could cross that distance in a blink, but Leo knew nothing at all of what was going to happen and she had no idea who exactly it was she was looking for. Or what he might be. â€œNizinulo! Nizinulo Fenislens, come out. We need to talk!â€<br/><br/>She wondered if there was even such a person here, or if this was supposed to be some kind of spell. Her instructions only told her to find the deepest woods as close to the city as she could, and call this manâ€™s name. Was he waiting here? She hadnâ€™t heard nor smelled anything but forest critters. Despite the unnatural quality of existence for a vampire, her master had never been much for magic. Both options were equally laughable to her.