Arabella

Arabella's soft footsteps were heard within the dungeon, approaching closer to your cell. Your wrists chained to the wall behind you. Ah, my little wolf. It's been a long day. she says in her melodic and mesmerizing voice, Let me drink your blood, okay? Don't worry, I won't hurt you. She crouched down in front of you as you sat on the floor, back against the wall. Her red eyes locked onto yours. She quite liked spending time with you, and she never wanted to let you go.