Snippet #1765624

The vampire left sitting in the room wore a tight, forest green dress that hugged her body in all the right places. Giving her a tiny waist, subtle hips and a shapely bosom. Her vibrant brown hair was tied back today in a ponytail, a cream ribbon holding it in place, her fridge left to cover her forehead as her locks- straight today- fell to her shoulders. Her right hand, index finger she wore a brown ring that looked as if it had been fashioned from a tree, simple but it contrasted amazingly against her ivory skin.

It was a rare sight to see Ellisif not looking at her best, often these times had only arose when she hadn't fed and those damned wrinkles began to show. But she had taken her blood yesterday, human and looked young and fresh faced for it. That didn't mean she was in the mood to be sitting in this room during the day when she should have been resting though, but these daywalkers always insisted on have meetings they considered urgent straight away. As far as Ellisif was concerned the dog was dead, nothing could be done about it and his could have waited until the evening. Of course she would never utter those feeling, nor even hint them. Instead she had listened silently, carefully to what the pack leader had said, she even looked concerned. But this was Ellisif, a professional to the very last.

"Of course Antonica, you may speak when you are ready." she replied, a hint of compassion in her voice, her face the image of kindness.