Maw covered with blood. Still beating heart in her grasp. What a thrilling hunt.

It is a way to remember them.

Another soul consumed. Another corpse left behind.

"If you dare."

Even if they think of you the way they do?

Many do not. Their lessons are harsh.

That familiar hooded figure approached, a small basket in hand. Drawing near as she would put it down and reveal an assortment of food, taking a seat next to her. "I can heal your wounds."

It takes her but a moment to serve the food and offer it to Kai'Sa. She knew how voracious the hunger of those from the Void could be. Almost as insatiable as her own. While the other fed, her hands would glow green as she focused on healing the wounds. "You're very injured."

That insatiable hunger. It returns. Feeling herself losing control. Desperate to consume life essence from one who crossed her path. Striking swiftly and with malice, seeing the essence torn away from the body leaving behind an empty corpse.

Yawns and bares her fangs, still nearby the corpse of her last meal.

Heavy breaths. Every moment in time is recorded in the memories of the soul. Some of those were fortunate enough to stay in the archives. Yet, those of her own people faded away. She doesn't want to be alone.

Blood-soaked digits dance upon the skin, smearing it upon one who was still begging for mercy.

Her hunt was... fruitful.

"I'm around..."

Fangy yawn and stretch.