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Roselle blushes a bit more, "That's because I still hold onto what I was before becoming a vampire. My family taught me to always appreciate what we have. So you could say that I'm just more respectful of others than most vampires."

Hearing what Micah said about his past she can't help but to feel sad, "Well, vampires don't always end up being as nice as me, but it could also have to do with how they were treated when the first of our kind came to be. A lot of them were scorned by their own blood families since they were born from humans, but were a superior race of beings. The vampire that turned me is one of them, her lover being another. There's always a pair, if not then there is no balance and the other will go crazy. My sire's lover did something horrible, and that was consume another like himself and made their partner go crazy, which ignited the war between werewolves and vampires." She looks away in shame from her races past, but continues. "That vampire was Lilith, and from what I heard about Gabriel he wasn't much different from her. They both lost loved ones that pushed them over the edge and caused them to do horrible things. Though it was a good thing Issac consumed her, its made things settle down, if still touchy, between werewolves and vampires."

She kept getting strange urges from being so near him, it was like her body was on fire, but it was still a long way off until the sun rose. Getting annoyed by her hair, she pulls it back, her pale skin gleaming in the moonlight. Her head pounds as she feels her pulse quickening, if she didn't know any better she'd have that she might be craving his blood even though she's never drank it before. This then makes her wonder what caused Issac to change, but it was getting harder to focus on that as her craving grow stronger.