[color=ed1c24][u][i]Phoenix Wing Guild Hall[/i][/u][/color]

Alexi looked at Jamie, her eyes searching for any hint that what they said was false. But the stranger was right. She had come here for help, and help she would not be able to receive if she was dead, or ended up attacking someone. Hesitantly, Alexi took the mug, and pressed it against her lips, which was somewhat hard due to her fangs. 

The liquid slipped into her mouth, and down her throat, still fresh and warm, having an almost soothing effect on the girl. Blood had an interesting taste, distinct flavors varying from person to person. But most blood had this sweet, yet metallic taste to it, and Jamie's was though different, except for a powerful spark that Alexi could sense. Just who was this person?

Almost as soon as the mug had been drained, ALexi felt her fangs retract, and her strength return to her. She closed her eyes and took a second to gain her bearings, before wiping her mouth with the sleeve of her hoodie, and looked at Jamie. 

"Thank you..." She said in almost a whisper. "But...how did you know that I needed...blood?"