Avian tilted her head, like a dog trying to listen better. His voice was different now than it was a few moments ago. It was normal rather than gravely. It made her wonder why his voice had so dramatically changed. The only possibility that came to mind was a theory that his voice changed when he was a vampire, kind of like how her body changed into a wolf. However, vampires were vampires all the time. They were no longer human in any sense. Or so she thought. She tilted her head back and smiled at his comment. “Than my smell shall keep you from dinking me? Brilliant!” Between her smile and the brightness of her voice it seemed as she was over joyed by his comment. Really though, she was just fascinated and not at all scared or worried.

Even still, she closed her eyes and pretended to let her guard down just to see what he would do. Her ears were on high alert, listening for his slightest movement. She was taught that vampires were knowing for moving with only the slightest of sounds, so rather than listening for footsteps she kept her hears peeled for the sifting of his clothes. It was not his movements but his voice that she heard, and by the sound of it, he had not moved any closer. How interesting. She lifted her head to give him a small smirk. ‘My guard is never down.” She told him simply. He moved over towards the mouth of the ally way, and her smile grew. He was dumb! Did he forget that wolves traveled in packs? 

All that she would have to do would be to call for her pack. They would all come running rather they wanted to or not. By standing in the ally way, he was just putting himself in a trap, wolves behind him, and her in front of him. In the same movement of putting himself in the mouth of the ally way, he had moved closer to her. It intrigued her that he would move so close after complaining about her smell. Casually, Avina hooked her thumbs in her pocket and took a step closer to him so that their breath mingled. “Is this interesting enough?” she asked innocently. Every nerve in her body was alive, waiting for his slightest move to attack her.

It was tempting to move closer to see if he would back away. To play a game with him and see when he would back down. “So tell me. Did you put yourself in the mouth of the ally to make a quick get away?” She asked as if they were just in a causal position, talking. Her head tilted to the right as she looked up into his grey eyes. If he was a werewolf, she might have found him appealing. With the blood still drying on his chin though, there was no way she could call him handsome. “It was really stupid to put yourself here.” She told him as her eyes wondered back up to his grey eyes. “Do you know why it was stupid?” It never crossed her mind that he might be trying to scare her. She was alert, yes, but not scared.