Blinking a few times, the pregnant queen looked between the black creatures who were now sitting, licking at their paws, in a very catlike manner. She shook her head to herself and moved forward. She thought that was a rat... It sounded like a rat. It was certainly the largest rat she had ever seen, but... Was it one of the vampyr rats the Fenian Mayor was going on about? She was not sure; she had seen no fangs. Then again, all in all, she saw very little.
She readjusted her cloak, mindful of her steps as to not trodden atop any graves. What were vampyr rats to begin with? She couldn't help but wonder if Logan Miller had something to do with these events... He was, by far, the most irresponsible and disrespectful vampire in the Kingdom of Fenia. Perhaps he was playing some sort of prank. Her beasts were quick to rejoin her side, but as she approached the Cathedral, she had half the mind to leave them outside. She debated only a moment before shoo'ing them off. One gave an irritated huff in response, sitting its rear down on the Cathedral's steps. Rolling her eyes, she muttered, My stubborn wife would stick me with stubborn beasts.
The vampire gave a dismissive wave to the creatures, deciding so long as they stayed outside of the Cathedral, it didn't matter where they sat and waited. Aishe pushed the Grand Cathedral doors open and stepped into its warmth. She was there with two intentions: 1) report the giant rat creature to whoever was on duty within these hallowed halls, 2) if there was a rat in the graveyard, it was possible there could be more lurking within this nearby shelter.
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