Hideaway Strath Bloodsucker

you're totally good! life tends to do that

Well is it working? She asked with a tilt of her head, flicking an ear. Envy found something entertaining in the unwavering stare of the masked-woman, she couldn't help but want to poke and prod at her, sniff out a crack in sentinel stone. Even her voice was all smooth n' certain, like some cryptic witch that could read your fortune, or hex your bloodline when ya make em' cross.

Good thing her own was already about as cursed as it coulda been.

What were ya like the last time? A bony shoulder came to nudge her side, maple-red eyes narrowed curiously, too tempted to resist.