Le Rendez- Vous de Chasse

The crisp air a reminder of the approaching school year, Viola took a single moment to distract herself with the thought of teaching before continueing her pacing. School would be a distraction, if she ever made it through today.

Her gaze went down to the blood stains on her skirt, a muddled brown on pure white, and she tears started up again. Amora needed to show up, now.

Blue and red lights in the distance of her mind.

It had been a mistake.

Rasps.

Mistake.

The soft tear of skin in her mouth as the cooling blood invaded her senses.

Viola clasped her hands together, her body now shaking with tears and regret. "God," she whispered, her blood rimmed eyes closed, "Forgive my sins. Forgive his sins, please."

Mora seemingly appeared out of nowhere, but in reality she'd slid out of the shadows, her eyes going over the scene in front of her. the blinding light of the police cars and abulences stunned her for a moment before she moved to Viola's side.

She could see what had happened here, she could see how bad it had been, she could see that it was a mistake.

She could see the effect on her fresh-blood.

"Are you absolutely sure about this, Vi?" She said softly, her eyes going from one human to the other. "It'll be a huge investment, on both of our parts." She met the girl's eyes, her brown eyes swirling with something unreadable. "It'll be a lot of work. We'll have to hide him away from the world, teach him our ways..." Her eyes flashed. "Just make sure you're sure before you do this, okay?"

And that was all she'd say on the matter.

Viola's gaze snapped back to her friend, an ocean of worry in her eyes. Her body still faced the group of people, her sensitive ears picking up the message of his death. Blonde boy. Her first and only addition to this world of darkness.

"I'm sure," she whispered, "He's mine now,"

She imagined it was like this for Ethon when she was dying- a strange unknown love. As if that boy was her responisbility for the rest of the time she had left here on this earth. "I'll steal him back from the mourge tomorrow,"