Cedar Sweep I Want Your Bite

Being as white as the fresh snow, maybe Nyra could have stayed motionless and watched undetected if she wanted. 
Then again, there was always the possibility she still would have been seen anyway.

Soon enough, a male came to her sights. Covered in blood, obviously watching as she approached...
Those who did Bad Things™ usually went on high alert when another was closing in...
Nyra came closer, though not yet invading his space as she looked him over with interest. 

"Handsome, I'll give you that." The Harbringer finally spoke with a slight smile curling her lips, loosely circling the vampyric brute once or twice before settling to a stop where he could easily see her. 
"Forgive my intrusion and staring, if you'd be so kind, but...would you like some help cleaning up?" 
She was pointedly looking at all the bloodied spots on his pelt he had tried to clean but couldn't quite reach. 
"Ah! Where are my manners? The name's Nyra." the behemoth female swayed her tail a few times, as if her immediate flirtatious comment, offer to get really close and then her name was normal. 
It wasn't. It might've been a little alarming, but oh well.