@Gjakut
@-Obscura- ((nooooo worries)) "I have no reason to" Gjakut would glare, finding absolutely no need to associate herself with another female. She had no blood to harvest, therefore there was no need for association with her. at least, that was her opnion.
@-Obscura- Gjakut would keep silent, eyes narrowed and locked upon the female. Should she reply? She had nothing to say to her. Should she kill her? She didn't have any blood for her to collect, so what was the point? Gjakut had not yet come across a situation such as this yet, causing her to ponder what she would do. Instead of voicing a reply, Gjakut would allow a slight, soft and low hiss to escape.
@-Obscura- The sound of the womans voice would instantly capture Gjakut's attention, and in turn, she would spin around, and stare, neon blue eyes bringing about an unfriendly feeling. She wasn't one to get along with females of this planet, or any planet at that. Staring her down, Gjakut would breathe in the air, in hunt for her scent, mainly for the scent of blood, and should she revieve that scent, she would very quickly be ready for a fight, however her body did not show this.
A folded note seems to float around, the word "Tournament" seem to be branded into the side. When opened, the word disappears and new letters form
"You are invited to the Nightward Coven, Tournament. For more information please visit Roslyn at Nightward Coven. Thank you ~Roslyn"