Tolerance is a Vertue

The normally cold hearted demon of a woman melted in the smile of her New-Blood. She let herself feel relaxed, mostly because of Amirah but also the familiarity of Lional helped. That man had taken her in a long time ago and given her not only a home but food as well. Despite her aversion to physical contact, Wendy accepted his hug.
"Amirah," scolded the older woman, "don't let your hunger show so visibly. Allow Lional to provide you with blood but do not act like a hungry dog." She stepped closer to her New-Blood and fixed the male vampire with one of her warning glances without taking the seat he offered.
"Go makes friends while the grown ups talk," Wendy nodded at Baylee to mean Amirah was to occupy her time speaking with the other girl. "Lional, if you will, tell me more about why we've been called here tonight." And with that said, she scooped up the glass of blood he'd been drinking from and downed what was left, leaving a fanged grin on her lips.

Lional smirked and looked over to Wendy, his teeth shimmering in what little moonlight they had. He spoke to Amiah while facing Wendy, "my dear i have anything you would like..." He chuckeled and turned to Amiah, his attractive smirk smiling at her fondly before turning back to her creator, "Wendy my dear, you must not belive that i have any intention to take your new-blood from you." The survant returned with another glass of blood and placed it on the stone porch railing.
Lional sighed and lifted his glass to the heavens,
"This is the begining of the end,
The wrong shall soon be right,
and the wolves be made our dogs,
Man was ment to surve us-
and we shall now put him in his rightfull place-
like the bannished beast of old-
i summon thee-
return to us,"

The sound of his voice seemed to whisper over the wind, as if it wasnt even there. Lional nodded to the wemon around him and drank from his new glass, "now, i do not wish to begin descussing buisness untill i am sure all that are comming have arrived..." his eyebrows raised and he turned to Wendy, "You look much better since i found you keel-hauled on the bottem of that ship- tell me, what did you do once you left my care?"

Curiosity fed for the time being, Wendy was feeling a good mood coming on and didn't know whether it was because she was back at the only home she'd ever known or something else. Either way, the woman was pleased enough to settle herself into a chair and tell her little tale.
"I did what any good vampire would...I had myself some fun. Starting not far from here I travelled north until I hit New York City. You should go visit sometime, it'll blow your mind. The smells alone were enough to knock me back on my behind and that's not an easy task you know." Wendy spun her story with vivid emotions, her grey eyes lighting up at every twist and turn. Dainty yet deadly hands twined strands of rich brown hair between her fingers as she continued.
"Then I headed westward to find something more interesting to occupy my time. I won't bore you with the details, but in the end result happens to be standing over there. For my first I believe she wasn't a bad choice." Winking at Lional, the vampire turned to watch her New-Blood with a motherly gaze. Hardly anything could make a beast such as herself appear so docile so this Amirah certainly was a special girl to get that sort of reaction from Wendy.

Wendy rolled her eyes, a grin still lingering on her face.
"Don't know where she gets that from." laughed the woman. "Certainly not from me, that's for sure." Though she might not look it, Wendy was secretly proud of her Amriah. The kid was learning to think on her feet and it was paying off. Even if her creator wasn't too keen on making friends, what harm could come of showing a little kindness to a fellow New-Blood?