She leaned back not really concerned with what he was doing. She was wearing her usual leather attire, it was something that stood out, but she'd long since taken to wearing the same thing, it was tough, easy to clean, especially given that Vampires were naturally very clean, and of course, it was something she could replace without difficulty, given access to any population centre of humans.<br/><br/>"No, I'm not," she said, "I'm not particularly hungry, or inclined to fight with my food, but in answer to your question, yes, and no."<br/><br/>She tilted her head to let her white hair shift to one side, to look at him with both eyes. She was intrigued, he was certainly powerful, with almost definately delicious blood, given that his initial scent had been a ruse.<br/><br/>"Its mine, and someone elses," she said, "this is just the outskirts, a place for young...bloodsuckers?" she said repeating his word, "but if your asking if its within my influence, then yes."<br/><br/>The elders divided the city into their respective territories, but it was a vastly branching hierarchy. She was, she supposed, committing a minor impoliteness by talking to him instead of simply directing him to the nearest lair, which would no doubt contain a few decades old vampire attempting to train the younger vampires in survival, and hunting.<br/><br/><br/>