It stopped her dead in her tracks.<br/><br/>It wasn't a summons, not really. More than a declaration of presence. A visiting card requesting an audience. She could have picked up the trail of a supernatural among mundanes with her eyes closed, but this one wasn't hiding. It was simply waiting for her to acknowledge it.<br/><br/>She turned left so sharply that she almost slammed into a couple of teenage boys who were wandering about staring as if they had entered Aladdin's cave. Even in that split second, she couldn't help noticing the widening of their eyes. She rewarded it with a grin, then slipped away before they had time to blush.<br/><br/>There it was - or rather, he. Right where she had stood scant minutes before, with her prey. All visible signs of her feeding were gone by now, though one with real sight would know. She crossed her arms over her chest and leaned on one shoulder against the trailer, waiting for him to speak first.