Perdita stood from her squatting position, dusting her hands with a guilty grin she flashed at Sthena whose reprimanding gaze stayed glued on her.
She said, chuckling, "With that look on your face, all the other animals will go into hiding."
"What are the possibilities you wouldn't want to heal another one we hunt?" Sthena clicked his tongue. He turned and walked back to where his horse stood.
"I'm sure His Majesty isn't that interested in the prize he is going to give the winner of the hunt," Perdita remarked, going to stand beside the pureblooded vampire.
Sthena turned to look at Perdita, his features soft under his red hair that was ruffled by the breeze from the ride earlier. "Now tell me, what do you suppose we do since hunting animals will make our softhearted vampire-witch want to risk her energy by healing them?"
