They would fly together, over the dim night's landscape, in search of anything of interest. Food, well, neither needed too much food, they had access to a whole farm of animals nearby and hardly starved. But attention? Certainly they liked that. Cities glowed in their vision like gems on velvet. Ruby gems, blood red. As though the cities themselves were alive.

Together Basanar and Sorophan landed on a rooftop. This was a strange little town, Wonder it was known as, not on any map but known to certain magical personages. They had their share of vampires, were-creatures, unicorns and dragons here. Here, in modern day Twoarth. Well, what wasn't found here in modern times?

They weren't even glanced at more than a couple times before someone cheerfully handed off a bag of candies to them. "You don't even have a pillowcase or anything? Here, take this one, it's just a grocery bag anyway." The teen sprinted off to join his friends and left the pair of vampiric dragons standing wondering what exactly they'd found tonight...

It was Halloween, children and adults went from door to door and bagged goodies. While the candies and such smelled ... different... the pair of Vayamir were pretty sure that no one was handing out small furry mammals to munch on.

Oh wait: they were. A werewolf sprinted by on all fours, followed by two of her friends, laughing and shrieking. "It's mine! I got the squirrel! I got the squirrel!" It was obviously hard for the wolf-girl to speak with the furry tail sticking in her mouth like that, but Basanar laughed and tucked her wings back and watched this unfold like it was a dream come true.

The night lasted quite a long while. But as all nights did, this one ended as well. They had to find shelter, and found it in the form of an abandoned warehouse. Others obviously were living there too, but the place was spacious, there were no illegal activities going on, the police weren't about to bother those who had to remain inside during the day.

The mayor's neice was a vampire, they were working on some kind of day-time arrangements... But the dragons didn't know that. They would, however, eventually benefit from it. Now if only they could find a job or two to keep them occupied...

Name: Sorophan
Gender: male
Color: White
Marking: Dorsal Stripe - Gold
Face Marking: Mask - Gold
Abilities: Telepathy (Hypnosis/Control); Functional Immortality; Limited Teleportation; Shapeshifting: True Bat; See invisible; Blood Vision; Fast Healing; Shadow Magic; Turn Invisible
Height: 6'7"
Personality: sly, slick, a ladie's man in draconic vampire form, but upon finding Basanar he is extremely protective of her