Where was she? What was takeing her so long? Larsa snarled, growing angry. Something must have happened in those mountains. What had those filthy bloodsuckers done to her? He hit the tree closest to him, causing it to burst into flames. He took a deep, calming breath, and the fire died down. Wouldn't want the forest to go down because he was in a bad mood. It would ruin the best hiding place he'd ever found. He sniffed the air, a new scent on the air. Vampire. He found the creature quickly. It was alone, strange for it's kind. He came out into the open, folding his arms. "Well, well, I found a little lost bat. What are you doing out here?"