[It wasn't enough. Just a few people wasn't enough to satisfy her, not yet, and while Perona isn't frothing to get a drop of blood in her system anymore, she's still not quite herself, and the beast inside is still commanding her mind and body completely, whispering in her ear and reminding her at every chance that what she had already is not enough.
She's just cleaned herself up somewhat too, at least her face and hands (her dress isn't something she can easily remove blood from), when she picks up the sound of footsteps nearby, and a heartbeat. Immediately, she pursues her potential meal, keeping close to the shadows and using her powers to float in the air instead of walk - there's no need to alert him to her presence...and even barefoot her steps would echo when it's so barren out now.
Ah, she knows this one. She's spoken with him once or twice, though she can't recall a name. Not that it matters anyway...she won't need his name to make a meal of him. But if she remembers, he's a jittery sort, but helpful...good, kind.
[action] PEER PRESSURE
She's just cleaned herself up somewhat too, at least her face and hands (her dress isn't something she can easily remove blood from), when she picks up the sound of footsteps nearby, and a heartbeat. Immediately, she pursues her potential meal, keeping close to the shadows and using her powers to float in the air instead of walk - there's no need to alert him to her presence...and even barefoot her steps would echo when it's so barren out now.
Ah, she knows this one. She's spoken with him once or twice, though she can't recall a name. Not that it matters anyway...she won't need his name to make a meal of him. But if she remembers, he's a jittery sort, but helpful...good, kind.
She can take advantage of that easily.]