Upon suggesting finding shelter, Leona was responsive. ”Oh no! No problem. Lat’s go.” He followed her to a small grove of trees, in which his amber eyes caught onto several herbs that his grandmother used on his injury. ”Here? It looks sheltered.” Leona spoke, and Kodlak nodded. ”Yup, it looks good. Few herbs here too I can take advantage of.” He spoke, immediately getting to work. Her plucked the few herbs, laid down, and began to mush and mix the herbs together into a paste that he placed onto his stump. He did not pay much attention to Leona’s behavior, as he was busy trying to mimic the skills of his grandmother, to some extent.

After his attempt and waiting about 10 minutes to let it clot up, he still felt dizzy. He needed blood. He opened his eyelids from resting his head and his attention landed on Leona – was she still in the same position as before? ”Hey Leona…can I bother you another favor…this one a bit, uh, extreme?” Kodlak spoke, slightly nervous. He had yet to bite a non-vampire. He knew the consequences – she would turn if she so agreed to such a favor. . ”I still am feeling dizzy, even after the wound clotted up. Could I…perhaps…bite you?” He nervously laughed, showing his teeth to get the point across that he was a vampire. . ”I understand if your answer is no – it’s an absurd, out of the blue question from essentially a stranger. Additionally, becoming a vampire is life-changing to say the least.” He looked out to the side, into the brush before attempting to meet her eyes again.

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