Qeya River like blood to a vampire

She didn't take the hint.

The dark female started whining and snarling about how rude he was and—he let out a sigh, shrugged his shoulders and rolled his eyes dramatically before turning his back to her. 

Silently he groomed himself whilst bathing in the icy cold water, all the while sensing the prickily heat behind him radiating off the cheeks of the woman he'd scorned. Niall's honeyed ears remained upright as she continued and fell when she finally fell silent. He breathed it in, dark lashes closing over his silver gaze as he enjoyed the quiet for a long drawn out moment before he finally glanced back around again. 

"Oh sorry.." He began, his eyes soft and almost apologetic. "Are you still here?" A dark grin pulled at the corners of his lips as his eyes narrowed on her, eyeing her up and down. The crystalline clear water of the lake had begun to stain a blood-red colour around him, turning the water dark and murky. 

She could gawk at him and whine at him all she wanted, but it was about time he took his leave. 

Slowly he stepped his way back towards the shore and emerged from the water a shade or two lighter than when he'd first submerged himself. He strode confidently towards the woman, leaving a deliberately placed wolf-length bentween them, before he paused. In one rapid motion he shook his pelt clean of the dirty, bloody water, spraying the woman with crimson droplets in the process. He then sauntered onward, attempting to leave her there without another word. 

Niall will exit unless physical contact is made