Through the dark of night she creeps,
While the stars shine,
And the moon shares it's light.
With her fangs bared,
And her prey in sight,
She stalks forward.
Hidden by the shadows,
With the bats as her guide,
She moves quietly.
It is her first hunt,
And she wants to do well,
Because she is blood borne.
Bitten first,
And then drained of blood,
She was given a gift,
So she joined their ranks.
She is elemental,
She is a tiger,
She is a vampire.
She is a hybrid,
The first of her kind,
And loved by all.
She sneaks up behind,
And wraps her fingers through his hair,
She has wanted him,
From the very beginning,
And tonight,
She will make him her slave.
She pulls his head back,
And bites deeply.
He is hers,
Now and forever,
Just as she,
Belongs to her master,
And his council.
They will praise her,
And she will raise in the ranks,
But best of all,
She is accepted.
Her fondest wish,
Has finally come true.
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