(Hey all.  I'm still pretty new, so I'm not sure if I'm doing this right...umm, open RP; that additional pred characters are female or herm is somewhat requested.)<br/><br/>The day dawned warm and bright, though the ground was still wet from the rain of the previous night.  Out of a flower popped a green head as Guarana sat up in her blossoming bed.  She yawned and stood up and stretched and took off, her dragonfly wings keeping her aloft.  She was a fairy, though different than most.  She was green in color, with dark green skin and light green wings that appeared ragged, but this was not so uncommon.  However, she was also taller than most fairies, and fanged.<br/><br/>Fireflies.  Yes, fireflies help to explain her connection with and difference from other fae folk.  There is a species of firefly with females which mimic the signal of males of other species, then eat them when they come.  Guarana, and her subspecies of fairies, was similar to such things, with fangs that would weaken prey and bodies that resist the magic of others while their own stayed strong.  They could smell and sense normal fairies, and were not so strange looking as to be clear threats to the unwary, something fae are known to often be.<br/><br/>However, even among these Guarana was special.  Her own magic was rather limited - she could call forth any drink she wished and had a few other rarely-useful tricks - but in exchange she had greater hunting abilities and physical strength.  She was also hungrier, and her belly had swelled to contain groups of prey fairies in the past, while one was normally enough to suffice.  Even more impressive, she had swallowed larger creatures from time to time.  Though small snacks to normal sized people, the lizards and small mammals she had swallowed had thought her to be easy prey themselves until they were on their way down!  Her first time eating larger prey had come when she'd bitten one to save herself, then decided to try when it was paralyzed.<br/><br/>Today, Guarana was thinking that another large group of fairies would be finding itself inside her.  As she floated around, sniffing for her favorite food, her stomach growled to remind her that she hadn't hunted since the storm had begun, more than a day before.  Having had only a light snack before that, she was now absolutely ravenous.  Her sharp eyes darted around, detecting movement of other creatures that she began to seriously consider making into her breakfast instead.  True, she preferred fairies and loved the tingle of magic in her belly, but she was also becoming impatient.