Albeit shocked Katarina mildly nibbled on her bottom lip trying to conceal an ever widening smile. Although they could be facing humans or other vampires of ill intent at that moment she could not help but beam from ear to ear. It was Katarina's smile which sealed her fate as vampire bait the first time. How could something so truly beautiful be a monster underneath? Those kisses, diversion or not, told her at this moment not to think of herself so mundane.
“Umm, I-I...” Words failed as he inched closer like a predator closing in on its prey and she gave up trying to speak. How embarrassing it would be to fumble words at a time like this especially in front of an audience. Nerves played a small role during the draining of Mr. Pinkis in front of the feral rave but this was different...it was intimate.
Questions arose inside her mind whether it was alright to embrace him; hesitant at first hands soon moved on their own, and they rested on his muscular shoulders. She tilted her head closer to his lips to hear him whisper. His words, though not particularly on a subject she wished to hear, felt wonderful. Instead of discussing an escape she wanted her name to grace his lips instead.
“K-Katarina.” She finally managed to say during an inviting caress from the pureblood.
Katarina always fell under the spells of other powerful vampires. She thought only humans could be enticed so easily yet she found herself time and time again following behind these beings without question. She knew this cycle needed to stop... perhaps tomorrow. She knew Alric, her sire had deep seeded issues and that many vampires questioned Aldaric's cause but Ehren seemed different.
Nothing in his crimson hues suggested that he was misleading but all vampires had that ability to mystify another; purebloods were the only ones that could actually make it stick though. Could it be that he wanted to use her against Aldaric? She would have to find that out in due time.
“Who are you?” She said awestricken to the pureblood.
Some would argue the platinum blond too tender for a vampire. That her actions were not remotely considered vampiric at all but they hadn't seen her vicious side. She did not purposely lure others but instead they willingly were drawn to her without any particular rhyme or reason. This worked in her favor as she did not need to actively seek out blood. It was not in her character to play games and she enjoyed the process of ingesting strangers little. If it wasn't for her addiction of vampire blood she'd probably starve long ago.
”Is this a party for two?” Katarina heard from a nearing voice.
While leaning in for a kiss Ehren unexpectedly snatched her hand instead causing her to gracefully spin on the balls of her feet toward the exit of the ally way. She cleared her throat feeling embarrassed and thanking her dead soul she could not blush.
“Don't you two know that freaks are all over the place?”
Within one tap of the strangers cane Katarina had silently materialized behind the man and nudged his right shoulder. Arching a brow the man turned around only to glance at his dead heart being held in the petite vampire's hand. The quick snapping sound of bones breaking the only audible evidence that this had actually happened...but this was all in her head, of course. Quite the pleasant imagination she still held onto since being aware that complete recklessness had killed stronger vampires than herself.
“Freaks? Yes, there does seem to be some lurking about in the darkness...oh wait, you mean ferals.”
No one said anything about the otherwise demure vampire stepping back from intimidation, and clearly this vampire was not on their side. She owed him nothing and her personality began to shift when something unwarranted began intruding.
“Pardon my impudence.” She said adding a playful shrug.
“Yes, this neighborhood is a tad bit overrun with freaks-as you say but they are gradually sprouting up everywhere more and more. Anyway, is there something we can help you with perchance? Hopefully it has nothing to do with committing something unspeakable. We wont assist you with that, unfortunately.”
Katarina had turned the suspicion on the stranger instead. Implying that he was out here requiring the aid of vampires to help him find ferals to drink from.
“We wont tell anyone the reason you're here but if you've nothing else; three is a crowd.” Her hand was clutching onto Ehren's tightly trying to control the gradual rage welling inside from this assumed feral hunter. Why else would he freely walk up to vampires not knowing if they were feral unless he wasn't afraid and held things to destroy them. She also wished she could warn Aldaric at this moment but would risk Ehren's life. That was not an option.