Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-30655593-20170503201038/@comment-31595069-20170504023950

Elizabeth's sense of smell picks up the blood. And her thirst for blood awakens. "You...That belongs to Mek or Whiskey..." her appetite was growing, she was plenty low on blood when they did find her...

"Livie...I won't question your actions but I am very low on blood...However I must now find someone who is willing to share blood now...I can't belive I have to do this...Biting people would cause brain melting pleasure..." She crossed her arms and let out a huff.

"Regardless, I will find a man that will be with me!...for now I need to find Mek Or Whiskey. At least something before my thirst becomes forced..." She sighs as she looked around.