Skylar followed closely behind the red head for a while, even as the woman hung up her phone filling the street with silence once more. The woman still hadn’t noticed her. The father the two of them walked the stronger the sound of the woman’s heart beat in her ears, the stronger her scent became, and the more she started to realize that perhaps she had mourned to long. Thirst starting to get the better of her. Although Skylar’s intention was to follow the woman home where her didn’t have to worry about looking like a savage, almost every urge in her body told her to simply push the red head into an alleyway. To push the red head against the wall and simply drain the woman of every drop of sweet blood that the woman’s body held. 

Skylar’s hand started to reach out on its own accord that the mere thought of what she wanted to do. However, out of the corner of her eye she saw someone peek their head out, and it and it caused her to stop in her tracks and quickly find cover in the shadows, moving more slowly behind the red head and avoiding the glow from the street light. As she stood in the shadows Skylar listened to the conversion between the two women. 

Skylar's glaze focusing on the pretty blonde instead of the red head now. In truth the blonde would have been more of her type than the red head. Yet she frowned seeing the girl putting the powder on her tongue, seeing the reaction to it. Skylar had never done drugs while she was human. Though she had seen the same type of reaction in humans being bitten and could put two and two together. 

When the two women parted, she watched them both for moment trying to decide. Stay after her prey or follow the blonde home. Skylar's eyes looked the blonde over as she held the bag like it was her own child, once more before quietly following her, to the abandoned house which the girl stopped at. "Do you truly get such a pressure from such a distrusting thing?" Skylar finally asked from the shadows truly curious when they came to a stop.