Risa remained seated, eyes sparkling with a cross between rage and amusement. Finally, amusement won out, and she stood, meandering towards the human. She stood head and shoulders over the woman. "Real blood slicks the throat, human. It quenches the thirst like other drinks do not. Especially the blood of those who use magic." Her feet made no sound as she prowled just out of arms range around the woman. She looked like a cat with a cornered mouse. She deeply enjoyed playing with people, even if she was never quiet safe when doing it.<i>Oh well... I'm a tank. I can handle whatever she throws at me.</i>she thought wryly.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>