Re: MvG - Isabella vs Vilana
Vilana ghosted through the abandoned ruins of what was once a great city. Her burning eyes fell upon the decaying buildings fondly; her gaze awash in memories that seem to be centuries old. The large towering structures of stone were the only grave markers for the civilization that claimed this to be their home. Worn and broken statues perched upon pedestals like ghostly watchmen of the dark night and it's visitor. In the sky, hazy cloud's blocked all but the sliver of moon that struggled to cast shadows, and only painted the land beneath with a dim but hopeful glow.
Her steps were quite practiced as she strolled down the street as one would through a neighborhood, harkening back to times now long past. The silence of her movements had an eeriness in itself, no shuffling of the cloths that billowed like kimono sleeves around her arms, no scraping of the floor with her step; these actions were practiced so that she did not disturb the sanctuary of her memories... Until she head a noise.
Her eyes narrowed with a look of offense and disgust. Then with a creeping roguish grin, she seemed to re-awaken back in the present. She surveyed the area that created the noise, honing in on it. Her feet moved, but her body appeared to float, ethereally closer. She knew who was likely in this forgotten place, and it was the exact reason she was haunting it for the moment. Gold-hungry adventurer's and hunters with a name not yet made prowl here often for their rewards. Tonight, she will reward them with much giving...
She spotted the youthful girl, and judging from how the invader moved, she couldn't be quite sure of their purpose. Still, she had her own needs to fulfill...
She crept closer, amber eyes dimming as the shape-shifting tail rose menacingly. Darting between shadow and cover, she felt her mouth go dry, the pulse that cycled her daemonic juices quicken, and her body become tingly. She enjoyed the hunt, the excitement, the potential that could be at her fingertips, and her appetite was voracious tonight. As she closed the distance, she needed no introduction, and no view of the face of the girl. Her tail swept low, and then upward to greet the visitor by surprise.