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From within the shadows rose a figure, obscured in darkness at first she sauntered from its embrace and into the moonlight. Tall with ebony hair and porcelain skin she surveyed the carnage before her. Men ripped to pieces, a savage attack of sorts, and only the only served to entice he curiosity. Her physique was something to be coveted and her attire only served to accentuate this. A skin tight top held her moderate bust stopped just before her diaphragm to allow for interesting cleavage. The top ran up to her neck and down over her arms to her fingers hugging against her flesh in a way that made the two feel like one. About her hips lay a skirt that flowed outward with the night trailing off into the shadows. White marks lay over her abdomen tracing her muscular structure, tattoos that seemed luminescent in the moonlight.

At the ends of her hair and cloths shadow seemed to wisp off as if she was born of darkness. Her ghostly hues surveyed the field before her looking over the dead and searching for the source of this massacre. Despite her intrigued the creature was on guard. Ready at a moments notice to attack, though a part of her hoped if whatever caused this still lingered it was a bit more sophisticated than a common beast. If something was this strong and turned out to be nothing but a dog without a cage it would only disappoint. No this newcomer had come to this land of death in search of a bit of fun.

Surveying the field movement was detected and immediately her eyes honed in on the source. A woman, attractive in appearance with a primal yellow gaze was feasting. So this slaughter was for hunger? Perhaps fun? Maybe both? Either way Daenys concluded this one must be the cause. It would be too fortuitous for a vampire to happen stance upon such a smorgasbord. In addition Daenys knew that vampires were often times hunters instead of scavengers. It all but confirmed this feeding woman was the killer.

Daenys ambled over to Eris stopping about seven meters from her to give a bit of cushion space should this one attack. She had read that sometimes vampires could become "drunk" on blood and their restraint would be inhibited leading to many attacks just out of a lust for more. Though if that was attempted this one would soon learn Daenys wasn't such easy prey. She may not be the strongest dragon but she could hold her own. She moved softly and quietly as to not disturb the woman too much from her feast. It actually looked a bit fun, and if Daenys had any taste for blood she may has inquired if there was room for two to dine. "Out for a midnight snack are we?" She cooed playfully almost teasing the stranger. A rather odd way of garnering her attention but then again Daenys was certainly an odd one.

Her arms went behind her back, his fingers interlacing with one another creating an almost innocent pose as she watched and waited for a reply. Though with such a ominous appearance the juxtaposition of the two was likely raise a few eyebrows. This girl was soaked in blood and the iron scent was heavy in the area, it seemed this one wasn't too refined in her feeding. Something that would almost certainly make this encounter more interesting. The more primal she was the more fun Daenys was going to have....at least that was the idea.

She mentioned that she was brave and it caused a small smirk creep across her lips. Rather intriguing this one was confident in herself, then again the people she had just laid waste to it did make some sense. She then inquired Daenys's intention, asking if Daenys had come here to stop. "Hmmmm, I was more wandering about and as you so aptly put it I stumbled upon this." She said studying her blood drenched vampire and smiling softly at how intriguing this woman was.

"Now I suppose if you wished to have a taste of me, then I suppose I'd be forced to stop you." She said raising her shoulders and speaking in a very playful tone as if inviting the woman to try. Daenys wasn't about ruining someones fun but she enjoyed having a bit of fun herself. She wasn't asking for a fight, but she was open to something interesting happening. "Please continue feasting.... I'd join you but I tend to have a bit more taste for living flesh..." She said casting a playful wink. Was she truly flirting with Eris or merely trying to draw attention away to keep the fallen guessing? Daenys certainly wouldn't give away any hints and this cute little game brewing looked to be just too much fun.

Unfortunately for Daenys with so much of Eris an unknown it could be very possible for this little game to take an unpleasant turn even in this early of a stage. She stood in a playful position but any keen eye would see that Daenys was on guard and ready for a potential scuffle.

As the vampire quipped about being unphased by Daenys's presence it brought a playful smile to her raven lips. "That's a relief. I'd be disappoint is something that appeared so strong was so easily shaken." She said openly implying the woman had power. The surrounding area was a crimson stained portfolio displaying just how savage Erie was. Though with Daenys missing the battle she could only just off of looks, which were often times deceiving. "Hmmm so what shall you do after finishing this little buffet?" She inquired watching at the vampire charged off to kill a foolish runner.

It seemed Eris outclassed her prey physically and mentally. Only a fool would run from a vampire. Better to play dead and hope to be overlooked or go for a long shot staking. Though Daenys supposed in that moment logic wasn't what drove that last piece of meat. Flight had kicked in and unfortunately for the human it could not fly fast enough. Daenys had some pity for these people but her true allegiance only lay with her own. Since she saw no dragon here she made not effort to save any of these unlucky souls. Especially when the one hunting them was likely to be quite strong. Being a shadow dragon Daenys surmised she'd match up rather poorly against a vampire. Fire or celestial being far more favorable. It didn't mean the woman was helpless just that picking a fight would likely be far less fun that Daenys was seeking. "I'm a bit famished myself....Though I don't believe any of these would satiate me." She said gesturing to the piles of corpses strewn about. Daenys was a bit of a chatter especially when the other side went quiet, a rather nasty habit that often times got her into trouble.