"No," Cayn said.  "Like myself you will be a half-breed.  Some creatures need regular food to survive.  Half-breeds such as ourselves, and usually the shifter types.  It is only as you reach the higher order of creatures that such a thing becomes necessary.  For example.  The succubi that make up most of the female performers within the Night Parade feed on emotions such as lust and passion, semen, and sometimes on souls themselves."  A pause as he walked around the model, looking at her.<br/><br/>"I'm capable of feeding on darker emotions," he said.  "Fear.  Hatred.  Things of that nature.  I don't, usually.  I prefer simple fare.  At least, when I remember to eat."  He laughed softly, rubbing his chin.  "There are times when I go weeks without eating, not realizing I am hungry until such a time comes upon me to do so."