Anya looked into the room in amazement when Elric opened the door, her eyes widening. How long had it been since she'd slept in a real bed? She couldn't even count on her fingers, probably. This day was just getting better and better- first a giant talking squirrel friend, then a nice man offering them a place to stay, then a fire, and now real beds.

"Thank you!" Said Anya, as her papa closed the door. James sat her down on the bed, and Anya watched in anticipation as her papa rolled down his sleeve. She didn't like feeding on her papa at first because she thought it hurt him, but it turned out that her papa was invincible and it barely hurt at all.

Anya revealed her fangs, and bit into James' arm with gusto. She was really hungry, after all, and only blood could do the trick.