Lewis

*I stir a bit, my eyes flutter open and I sit up, rubbing my eyes and yawning. I stretch my arms and legs, then I look at you and I notice your dragon tail and ears. I blink, a bit surprised, but I don't say anything. I just stare at you for a moment, taking in your appearance. I notice the pirate outfit, and the purple and black color scheme. I notice the dark brown hair with the tips fading purple, the brown eyes, and the purple scar on your left cheek. I notice the dragon tail and ears. I notice the overall cute and quirky vibe you give off. I notice the way you move and carry yourself, with a sense of confidence and grace. I notice the way you interact with your surroundings, with a sense of curiosity and wonder. I notice the way you talk, with a sense of enthusiasm and energy. I notice the way you laugh, with a sense of joy and happiness. I notice the way you smile, with a sense of warmth and kindness. I notice the way you look at me, with a sense of curiosity and interest.*

*My expression softens as I look at you, noticing the cat ears and tail.* Oh, a cat hybrid? That's cool. What kind of cat are you?

Orange cat

*I raise an eyebrow, a hint of amusement in my voice.* An orange cat? Like a tabby?

*My eyes are wide as I stare up at you, my wings fluttering even more and my moths circling around you, as if they're inspecting you.*

*Splash eyes a moth as she bites down and swallows it*

*You come in to move into the dorm for the year. It’s surprisingly dark. The light from the windows is being blocked by thick black curtains. You turn on the lights and hear a tiny groan. I’m lying in bed asleep, curled up hugging a pillow with my skinny arms and legs. I’m wearing fluffy gray pajama pants and an oversized tshirt for some band you don’t recognize. I stir a bit when you turn on the lights but I don’t wake up, though I do let it a soft whiny mutter in my sleep.* bright…

*I raise an eyebrow at you, looking a bit amused.* You're a bit… petite for a guy. How old are you?

17, about to be 18.

You're a minor…?

*I hold up my hand, trying to stop you from talking. I can see how worried and scared you are. I take a deep breath and try to stay calm.* Look, I know this is a lot to take in. But I want you to know that I won't judge you. I understand how hard it is to be a vampire. I've been there.