A smile of actual happiness came over her as she almost forgot what and when she was. It was just her petting the beautiful creature infront of her. Eventually that moment faded a bit and she once again became a 300 year old vampiress petting a warm mortal creature. Still, for her, it was a wonderful thing. "When you say 'use with supernatural creatures..' what is it that you mean?" she paused, "Do you mean using for...a therapy...sort of situation?"

She continued stroking the animal slowly, occasionally offering pats. After a while she closed her eyes too. Things were foggy for her now, but she could still get some of those memories to play for her. There were memories of days at the stables, the energy of riding, and the feeling of wind stinging her eyes. Slowly, she brought herself back, opening her eyes. She found that she was smiling a bit, and that she missed more than she had ever thought she had. "it's been 300 years, Bessie...it's too bad there aren't more like you,..you know?" she muttered quietly to the animal.