Taking the chilled glass in her own cold hand, Alexandra gave Kor another smile, raised the glass to his healt and sipped from his blood with practiced eagerness. Dragon blood was so rare, despite its regenerative ability, that she drank it with utmost delight whenever the desire arose. There is no wonder that witches sought dragon's blood for its magical properties.<br/><br/>Closing her eyes, she let the red liquid linger on her tongue like one would taste a very old wine. Kor hear a low, soft gulp when his blood slid down her throat.<br/><br/>"I gather he's not human, then." Alexandra inquired further. "I thought I smelled..dog before he left or was it just coincidence?"<br/><br/>She tilted back her head after getting another mouthful, enjoying the blood's density and taste. Korono was skilled at playing any instrument, but somehow the guitar suited her more than anything else. The musical notes were in perfect harmony with the Inn's usual commotion, young couples or singles having gathered around to listen, eat and chitchat, one by one.<br/><br/>Suddenly she felt old, so terribly old with her outdated musical tastes and love for everything from the past centuries.<br/><br/>"Korono, please tell me there will be a party tonight. I haven't danced in ages and it might be the only thing keeping me alive..." she emphasized sarcastically on the last word, addressing the young kitsune, but gazed at the blackhaired man with intent. She liked his human appearance, even though she knew it was just a fleeting image.<br/><br/><br/>