A Bigger Bat

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"Hmph, it's good, like a nice brandy." He replied. He instead started dumping the contents of the bottle down his throat as he was before, some of it dribbling down his chin as he wiped it away.

"I do not live in the forest no, me and my family live in a castle far away from here. We are looking for new hunting grounds and hoping to find more people to sell our 'wines' too."
 

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She had never really understood the fascination with alcohol humans and other creatures seemed to have. It was rather self-destructive and pointless. Or it seemed that way to her. Dyani snorted and shook her head at the comment about brandy. There were several types of supernatural creature, and most were either the untidy kind or the clean kind. Wendigo, unless they had gone feral or rabid, were clean and methodical. This vampire was obviously not the cleanly kind.

"....You're bringing your family here?" she asked, disturbed at the thought of more of him. In an odd way, she found their differences interesting. Mostly though, she was unamused and vaguely disturbed.
 

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"Oh yes indeed! Not all of them though, just enough to set up a good foothold. Mother wants to ensure that this venture is profitable." he said, his voice constantly sounded like a growl or snarl.

"No need to worry about competition though, we mainly hunt others like us." he assured her. He continued circling the Wendigo, sometimes invading her personal space for extra emphasis. Just because the situation had de-escalated did not mean Vanvibar ever stopped making sure his dominance was known.

"I have an idea, why don't we cooperate in a mutual hunt? Think of it as a sign of truce and understanding, from one predator to another, what do you say?" he said as he draped an arm over her shoulders.
 

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Dyani raised her eyebrows at his confession about his diet, that he mostly consumed his own species. That was rather convenient on several levels. Mostly because he wasn't much of actual competition, and more a annoyance and someone who bothered her on a personal level as a bothersome person. Her head was raised defiantly as he made his rounds around her true form, daring him to intimidate her. She was likely older than he was, and might have hunted for longer. Besides that, she had never backed down from a stare off with anyone, monster or human unless she was in disguise. Then, it was just a ruse.

This proposition. It was... interesting. Not without merit or benefits for her, either. An ally, a meal and a team hunt. It had been an eternity since she had hunted with another. The challenge would be much safer, but more frustrating to handle. "So... you would drain them of blood and I would keep the meat?" she asked, narrowing her eyes and him and clasping his arm. She twisted it slowly but firmly, using her strength to twist it farther and only let go until he took it off of her shoulders.
 

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"Indeed I'll drink them dry, and you get a nice human jerky to chew on." Vanvibar replied. Dyani began twisting his arm painfully, to which Vanvibar responded by laughing heartily before receding it from her shoulder.

"You sniff one out, I'll bring it down." With them in agreement he turned away from her before dropping to his knees. He let out a growling noise that began to rise in pitch as he began to turn into a very large bat, one that was the size of a small bus. The giant bat let out a loud screeching noise before it unfolded its enormous leathery wings and took flight into the air, it's wings could be heard beating in the sky.
 

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She simply nodded and took off. In her Wendigo form she was fast, deadly fast, and wasn't even phased by the enormous bat. Instead she ran as fast as she could, hunting and smelling for prey. There didn't seem to be any nearby, so she ran farther, not bothering to see if her newfound friend was catching up. Through the dark and the cold to a eventual destination, close to the edge of the forest but still deep in the foliage so neither her nor her new hunting partner would be spotted. Then there was a scent. A hour old. Human.

Dyani honed in.

It was female. Young but not child. Maybe a young adult. Fool, letting herself wander into the forest, especially alone. In hunting mode, there was no room for pity or wanton wondering. It was all animal instinct. Only a little more and she would be close enough to signal the bat. If he was still following. Just as she was close enough to smell the scent defined perfectly, but not within eyesight, she stopped and looked for the vampire. If she saw him, she would signal slowly and silently.
 

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Vanvibar glided through the sky as he followed the Wendigo over the forest. Though the Wendigo was fast, he could still keep sight of her given how high up he was. Then he saw her signal him and he started to glide downward, scanning through the trees for the target. He managed to find the scent of blood, and before long he could see the girl was picking some kind of herb in the undergrowth. He broke into a full dive towards her, letting up before getting to close to the ground. In one fell swoop he grabbed the girl in his large claws and began to fly away with her. The girl screamed as she started to get a little crushed by his grasp.

Vanvibar flew until he saw a small clearing. He flew over it before letting the girl go high enough that something had to break when she landed. Indeed that seemed to be what happened as she grasped her leg and cried out for him to leave her alone. He circled once before landing and turning back to his more humanoid form. The girl tried to run, she got up and started hobbling away as fast as she could, tears streaming down her face as she became desperate. Vanvibar ran at the girl and tackled her to the ground before whipping around and picking her up by the hair. He then lifted her body up with his other hand and yanked her head back to expose her neck.

She he attempted to scream out for help one last time before Vanvibar opened his jaws wide and bit down hard on her neck. Then his jaws began moving in a sawing motion, causing his numerous canines to quickly rip into her throat. For about a minute she continued to struggle, her screams silent without her windpipe. Eventually her body went limp and Vanvibar began to gulp down the blood as it fountained out of her neck. For a good minute or two he gulped away until she was completely pale and lifeless. Once he was done he tossed her limp body in a heap on the ground, her head noticibly more free moving due to her mangled neck.
 

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Dyani watched on in silence, her emerald eyes burning bright and clear in the darkness some distance away from the kill. A casual observer would be searching for some sign of emotion in her eyes, in her stance. Anything. There was nothing there at all, no compassion or fear or confusion. If there was anything at all, it was a flickering light that was the cruel predator instinct to enjoy what she was watching because she was an animal from a far older time. The tiny sparkle was something older than most of the trees now surrounding them, one that had hunted thousands of humans with zero regret and torn them to pieces.

Once the vampire had finished with his kill, she stepped towards it slowly, making sure not to move too fast. She knew how tender the instincts were after a kill and she didn't want to startle him into an attack. Several times she had almost slaughtered a harmless forest animal after a human kill because she was so jumpy, so hyped after what she had done. Slowly, she approached the corpse. Corpses with meat were tastier, yes, but this one she only had to track. And she had also gained a tentative ally in the process. Kneeing down in front of the body, she closed her eyes and prayed to the Mother God, the creator of all that the original Native Americans near her home had spoken of and fervently believed in. Then she took one of her knife-sharp nails and carved a slice of skin, holding it and examining it before eating it in one swift bite. She looked up to the vampire, wondering what he was doing while she dined.
 
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