baby, you're like lightning in a bottle

The stranger returned her quick assessment, his eyes taking her in as her took him. Then his gaze was on the ground and he stuttered before her. He was younger, but not so much as Banshee was. He didn’t have the self confidence of the girl either. ”You’re hungry.” She’d state as fact as he.. apologized for his grumbling stomach? She tilted her head slightly as he looked around nervously before going on. He’d figured their scent was stale and was likely looking to scavenge off of their leftovers.

”We’ve just made a kill. If you’re alone I can offer a meal.” She said simply, her voice somewhat flat as she looked him over again. Would he even have anything worth her time? ”Have you anything to trade for a good meal? A bit of knowledge or story?” Banshee would appreciate the later while she craved the former. She asked him with a flick of her alabaster tail and her lavender gaze trained upon him.