Hovering over cliff

Kestrel laughs again. There's a sudden rush of dizziness as she tosses back her silver hair.

I'm drunk off him...

The realization only brings another fit of giggles, and she plants a kiss on his cheek, sucking energy through her lips from his soft flesh. After a moment she withdraws again, knowing he'd find all this weird... and yet not really caring about that in her current state.

No, it's not the only reason. But it's alright. You trust me, don't you? I wouldn't hurt you, Pyrus. And technically she hasn't! Although draining him is a seriously questionable act...

Sip, sip, never ceasing.