"Yes, I am from the west."  She replied in surprise that he, a Lycan would have heard of them.  "The vampires there are a close unit, and have gained wealth throughout the centuries.  We want for nothing, and we have familiars that provide us with sustenance.   But that doesn't mean we cannot fight.  I've had many years training of defensive and offensive fighting.  Not so much to kill unless absolutely necessary."  Ava knew there were many vampires that were not fond of her clan, but they respected it.  They lived in harmony with the local humans and all benefited.<br/><br/>Looking down at her hands in her lap she confessed.  "I have never been so close to a werewolf before.  I have been told you are all filthy beasts that would like nothing better than to rip up apart."  Slowly her long lashes rose until she was looking at him again.  "Is that true?"  She asked simply.  "Do you want to kill me now?"  She asked softly.  Before he could answer, she thought better of the question.  Rising, she headed for the door.  "I'll get your answer later, I really need some air."  She said, the smell starting to over come her.<br/>