:: Kit happened to be in a bubbly mood and paid no mind to CravenWolf's transformation, Years at her mothers Inn, a known safe haven throughout the land, had desensatised her to anything abnormal beings. Loyalty seemed to be the same and now turned her violet gaze on the hellhound.::
Purrt?
::Kit nodded to the ladies request and began to turn toward the bar and moving at vampirc speed in the blink of an eye she was at the bars counter She was humming to herself and placed her hands on the counter and effortlessly flung her legs up into the air for a momentary handstand but was on her feet landing on the other side before her dress could fall down, She poured a glass of bloodwine for the queen and one regular for the amazonian companion. She placed it on a tray and in the next instant Kit stood in front of them with the tray and glasses perfectly intact not a drop spilt. She held them out to the ladies and pondered this war that was now being discussed.
She thought of the last war she had been in. She had gone to sister, Dade a General in a Vampiric Army, who had called upon her for assistance in the territorial war against elves. Kit's back still held a Curious Scar from where a poison covered Arrow had struck her in her left shoulder blade. The arrow head had been soaked in a poison specificially made to target a vampires regerative healing ability. She had nearly died from a simple infection. The fact that a vampire would be killed from an infected wound sounded so absurd to her she laughed out loud. Then looked Demetri and the new guests and blinked realize the laugh was probably inappropriate for the current topic of conversation. She smiled a little sheepishly::