It had been like any of other night. Ereba sat on a bench in the park as her dark, violet eyes zeroed in on a passing couple. They gave her a cursory look as they walked along. She shook her head. If only the mortals knew who they were passing. To them, she may seem like a normal woman waiting for her sweet, but underneath her early-twenties body was a being whom had walked the Earth for a little under a century. She had witnessed so much in her life time. Until she met the sun's cursed embrace or die at the hand of a hunter or kin, she'd continue living and experiencing. Some saw it as a gift, but she saw it as a mix.

Sighing, Ereba got up from the bench as she straightened her purple-blue plaid button up. Her brown hair fell across her face as she looked around. It seemed her supplier had failed to come, a first if she remembered correctly. Her footsteps crunched against the gravel as she slowly made her way on the park's path. She needed to find blood from somewhere else lest she fed on a human. The thought repulsed her and caused a shatter of ecstatic temptation to ripple through her body. She never knew why she made the switch. Maybe she felt bad for feeding on a human? If so, it was a sentiment not many of her kind shared.

Before coming out of the park, her heightened sense picked up something from the woods. She took a waft of air as a smell, so potent, filled her nostrils. It was stale, but she knew the smell. It was impossible for her not realize what it was.

She followed the smell as it led into a patch of woods. A few minutes passed as a grey-white haired girl sat against the tree. She seemed dazed, confused. Ereba didn't need the light to see the marks on the girls neck. As she drew nearer, she crouched down and just observed. A new born. "You okay?" Ereba finally asked. "It's a little late to be out alone by yourself. Come on, lets see if we can't get you home. What's your name?"