Luna
Luna let out another low screech, carefully rearranging her precious treasures. She was angry, angrier than she'd ever been, and was now carefully plotting revenge. She was going to hunt down some crumby little dragon and.... no, she would end up feeding. Or maybe that wasn't such a bad idea. She thought for a minute, warring with conscience and desire, and strod toward the entrance. Dragon's blood, something she hadn't had since she was... evil, seemed like something so off limits to her now. Pierra wasn't evil though, and she fed on dragons. Gazing out over her lake, Luna thoughtfully stretched her wings before she took off. The clouds were dark, darker than the shadows, causing her eyes to glow in a curious trance. She needed the storm. A weak charge rolled off her body in the hopes she'd be struck. And she was. Wrapping euphoricly around her body, it recharged her powers with a loud clap. She smiled eagerly, rolling swiftly in mid air as sparks flew. Perfect, she could properly defend herself now. Besides her vampiric bite of death, she now also had an electricly charged arsenal. With a mischievous grin and a quick "Everything's good! I'm fine!" call to Thunder, she took off toward an extremely misty forest. Her plans were ill, to her at least, but Thunder would never know. She was going to feed. She dove down into it's midst, giving a small squeak as she carreaned toward land. With a huff and quick glance around, she landed. It was a large expanse of tall, spire like trees, mist swirling around in a frightful manner. Well this place is eerie.... she thought to herself with a shudder. Suddenly unnerved, she turned around to stare into thick fog. For some unknown reason, she felt like she was being watched. intently....quietly.... No, she needed to stop being such a chicken. She was a Vampire Dragon! She bounced forward with a sharp snarl, hoping that whatever was out there would be scared away. This place was certainly a Forest of Thieves.
