Chantelle looked over at Gabriel and chuckled, walking over to him and staring him inthe eyes,
"Well, I assumed you was dead, as well of the other elders. You know I disembarked when everyone was naive enoughto send the newbloods..."
Flipping her hair and smirking, her fangs were bared. Her eyes crimson.
"You know i don't fear the purge, Im just not in the mood to be ambushed today. Im still vastly feared, sometimes i wonder if im more malicious and mysterious... oh and more dangerous than you."
With a wink, shejumped in and sat down.