The Plaza Square

Dorcha stalks behind the young vampire keeping to the shadows when Zon points across the plaza.

"Dorcha who is that!?"

Dorcha turns to see Drake across the plaza staring at them, he snarls his lips curling behind his teeth. "What does he want?"

Drake catches a familiar scent. "You smell like Zerion. Seeing as you're alive, I bet he raped you, rather than tried to kill you."

Dorcha laughed at Drake showing his sharp teeth. " He thinks we fought or something." He thought as he came closer.

"For your information Reaver we just talked for a bit. And fought in the sewers. Why does it interest you so?"