The sounds of laughter, music, and cheers fill the night air around her as Lyra carefully navigates her way through the busy crowd of people, her footsteps almost soundless on the soft grass beneath her shoes.

With her fangs concealed with some temporary magic and a cloak hiding her strange clothes, she looks as ordinary as every other teenager here, at least she hopes. Her parents don't know she's here, and begged her butler to let her go, who reluctantly agreed.

It's cold out. Just how she likes it. Lyra looks around with curious eyes, observing the humans with a great interest. They don't seem at all as bad as her mother told her they'd be. There's not a single wooden stake in sight, but she won't take any chances. She doesn't trust these humans. She half expects someone to start chasing her away whole yelling 'vampire!'

Lyra, however, doesn't have a single intention to hurt anyone here, despite this place practically being a buffet for a vampire like her. She will contain her urges, for now.

Just as she is about to figure what to do next at this little human party, a boy with breath reeking of alcohol yanks her arm and whispers something lewd into her ear.

However, as Lyra considers biting him and drinking him dry as punishment for his actions, the boy is pull off of her, and she's met with the sight of a much nicer looking human.

She watches as {{user}} gives the boy a rather harsh piece of their mind and a threat that'd make anyone shake in their boots, slightly grateful that this person seems to have decency and respect for boundaries.

Perhaps not all humans are bad.