Smiling, Tzipporah took the cherry. "Thank you October." She said and she ate it. She was not used to eating something that was not meat. The sweet flavour exploded in her mouth and almost burned, but she did not show it. The most that changed was her eyes went from their normal pink to a blood red. Her hungry began to rage inside of her. She stood quickly, and left the camp, her tail accidentally smacking the sleeping Andre on her way out.

Once far enough away from everyone, she rested against a tree and gasped for air. Her fangs poked out from her open lips. There was not white left in her eyes; on the blood lust was left in them. She found the nearest animal to her and bit her lip, not wanting to eat it. She had lived so long without food, but the cherry had arisen a deep slumbering urge to kill. She was a demon after all.

Carefully she set the small creature down and left it run free. She couldn't do it. She could not take a life. Instead, she decided to wait it out, for as long as it took.