A small snarl escaped Katarina's mouth which slightly exposed two pearly white fangs. Ehren had caught the lithe vampiress by surprise but not so much as to warrant retaliation. If his touch had been less delicate her other hand would be wrapped around his strong neck, and if he had been anyone else they would not be enjoying her teeth buried violently in their soft veins. 

Katarina did desire to sink her teeth into the pureblood but not in an act of rebellion nor even hunger. She just simply wanted to savor him out of desire. A delicious aroma emitted from him and the scent was Katarina's favorite. Discussing any other topic at a time like this was damn near impossible for the addict, and as such she unintentionally ignored his question of war.

Instead, slender fingers reached for his to retract them from his mouth. Unfortunately, he had already tasted the blight residing within her blood. She felt ashamed for someone of his stature to sample a product so lowly. In fact, the Swedish vampire wondered why he was even speaking with her after she made her position to participate in Aldaric's war quite clear yet she didn't bother asking.  

[b]“My blood is not worthy to be tasted by you. It is diluted. I am afraid there are so many others mixed within my veins that none of my actual blood is left.”[/b] The tone of voice resounding from Katarina gave the impression of her low self worth but her depressing tone changed as soon as she begun to speak about Ehren's blood.

[b]“Yours, though tainted is still like no other.”[/b] Gently a single fingernail glided across Ehren's collarbone leaving a minor nick where a drop of blood squeezed out. 

Katarina felt saddened by his choice to become feral. Why would he purposely choose to corrupt his blood? He was born just how he should be; pure and strong. Intent eyes watched clearly fascinated by the ruby liquid though she restrained herself from trying any. In the past she had lost control and savagely bit into her sire without permission. Katarina was surprising herself by not indulging in this vampires life essence but it was the hurtful memories that made her stop and take a step back.

[b]“You should leave pureblood. My willpower is not yet strong enough. I am afraid I may not be able to resist your charms in such a public place.”[/b] A captivating half smile sugar coated how much pain she was truly in. Drawing both hands from his grasp she cleared any remaining tears, and rubbed both palms together trying to remove any traces of blood from her cuts.  

It would seem the vampire was determined to head back inside though she did not say why. Once she was able to pry blue hues away from the pureblood she noticed something in the short distance. A limo and a man tapping on the tinted window of the vehicle. This was highly suspect.