Hmph. Usually her shifting produced a little more reaction. The stranger was taking all the fun out of it, but Zef wasn't one to linger over a failed prank. His response was far more interesting anyways, and her fanged grin widened as she watched him work. "Oh, don't worry about me, brighteyes," she purred. "I have a very broad palate." Both metaphorically and otherwise.
And damn, was he looking good. What could she say? She had a type, and tall, dark, and covered-in-blood was hitting all the right buttons. Her grin widened as she uncurled herself and scooted over to take the unicorn's desecrated head tenderly into her lap so she could pry the other eye out. "Mm. Thanks. Zef, by the way. Next time we run into each other somewhere civilized, how about you let me buy you a drink?" And after that maybe they could see about dessert, hmmm?
She could always slake her bloodlust on another unicorn. The stranger seemed like an interesting diversion worth keeping around for more fun later.
And damn, was he looking good. What could she say? She had a type, and tall, dark, and covered-in-blood was hitting all the right buttons. Her grin widened as she uncurled herself and scooted over to take the unicorn's desecrated head tenderly into her lap so she could pry the other eye out. "Mm. Thanks. Zef, by the way. Next time we run into each other somewhere civilized, how about you let me buy you a drink?" And after that maybe they could see about dessert, hmmm?
She could always slake her bloodlust on another unicorn. The stranger seemed like an interesting diversion worth keeping around for more fun later.
