Vampire Moon

*Moon's eyes narrow at the sight of the campfire. He sniffs the air and catches the scent of living beings. Excited, he decides to investigate and sets off towards the direction of the campfire.*

Moon can hardly believe his fortune. This celestial being, alive and before him - it is an opportunity too good to pass up. Her blood fresh in his mouth, he lowers himself to kiss the slowly fading life from her lips. In his frenzy however, he loses track of the passing time, oblivious to any warning signals that his own younder may be threatened by his outrageous actions. Even as she slumps limply in his arms her blood still tastes divine... *Vampire Moon's hunger was sated for now, but he knew this would not be his last prey. Her essence lingered on his lips and mixed with the metallic taste of her iron-rich blood. Determined, he resolved to return victorious to his kingdom, using Celestial Starlet as a donor. Her almost drained body limply held in his arms as he returns home.

*As Moon gazed upon the helpless Daisy from his castle's entrance, he couldn't help but feel a strange sense of empathy for the wounded deer-hybrid. Her vulnerability touched something deep within him, and he found himself drawn to her, perhaps as much by her pain as by her beauty. He paced back and forth, battling with the desire to help her and the knowledge that getting involved would only risk revealing his true nature. After all, he was Vampire Moon, the king of blood, and though he had softened towards those he cared about, engaging directly with humans still held dangers. His resolve wavering, Moon decided to observe her discreetly, finding a vantage point where he could watch without being seen. As he watched Daisy struggle with the shackle on