Thread: Natural Born Instincts (Yuna & DontxBlinkk's 1x1)

Lillithria Over the years and centuries, the Earth saw many abrupt and drastic changes. Soon, it hadn't been only humans that resided or walked on the ground. No, quite the opposite. Within the past several hundred years, other beings began to make their existence known. But the biggest impact had come from creatures many believed to be but a myth, all fake vampires. Now, though, they were very much real and had in fact become more dominant than the humans. Needless to say, that applied in every possible aspect and statistic strength, speed, population, mental dominance .. literally any and everything. Unfortunately for the humans, this meant an array of events. But the worst, by far, was most had been wiped out. After all, few if any had actually been prepared and when the vampires did arrive, the first thing most did was find a human and feed off them, generally till they were dead. The few that were spared would be scarred for life, more likely than not or if worst came to worst, they killed themselves, unable to accept what had just happened to them. What order used to remain was far gone, replaced by discord and chaos. It was literally an 'every man for himself' type of world now .... and that had been what caused Lillithria to self-train herself and become a huntress. While her preference was vampires, she could easily gather actual food if push came to shove.Well, it was one reason anyways. The other? It had literally seemed to run in her blood and veins. The day Lillithria found out she'd been born one of the rarest races - a Dhampir - had been both a blessing and a curse. It meant she was stronger, smarter, faster than any typical human. Vampires, however, were a different story. But that had been why she'd worked and trained so hard to remain alive whenever she did encounter one. Tonight, unfortunately, was one of those nights. She could literally feel her vampiric urges desperately begging and pleading for her to go hunt a human. Unlike the other vampires, she didn't feed so long it'd kill them. But knowing they were mentally weak, it actually made her feel horrible to even do the act at all. Then again, that was the unlucky part of being a Dhampir it meant she wasn't a full vampire and thus could sympathize with humans. Her head shook as an annoyed sigh left her lips. You really need to kill that side to some degree ... She murmured in annoyance, feeling her silver locks move from side to side in time with her head. After a quick glance around, however, the facts were once again reminded to the huntress .. and it made her scoff. Like it or not, she had to go hunt something. Pulling her tank top down slightly, she grabbed a cloak and tossed it over her body. Next was her quiver and longbow, both going over her back. Reaching her hands up, she grasped the hood upon the cloak and pulled it over her face. Her hand rested upon the doorknob before finally opening it, closing the door behind her. Sneaking a glance up, Lillithria felt her teeth lightly grip her lower lip. The moon was slightly red in color, a blood moon respectively. Ugh, your vampiric half had to kick in tonight of all nights ... This would be one of the worst and most dangerous times to be out. But damnit all, she wasn't just going to starve. Best make this fast ... She mentally added, nodding to herself. With a plan and resolve all in her body and mind, Lillithria began running off towards a nearby forest, one she often went into for hunting animals. It'd be a quick grab and go... nothing overly complex. Her hands reached behind her, notching a silver-tipped arrow that matched her hair color. Pulling back on the string, she stopped once her hand was next to her ear, keeping the bow lowered near the ground for now. There'd be no point in releasing it just yet. No, she had to wait for something to come into view ... likely a doe. Rabbits were too small and didn't allow her to create much. Aside from soft pants, Lillithria was deathly silent, keeping her eyes and ears firmly alert for anything ... or if need be, anyone.