Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-30655593-20170504232541/@comment-31595069-20170505211721

As Mek held his thumb over her nose her body seemed to move by itsef, licking the blood from his wound...however. "Not enough...low on...blood..." She muttered under her breath. She had just fed off of him rather recently, minutes before a fight. He would be in danger if she did feed on him, hence her instict to not devour him and drain him dry did not get up. She soon returned to her sleeping state.