Living in a house was weird.

After several long months of living in a tent, Edie found that there was a lot to get used to about being indoors again. There was the concept of sleeping in a bed â€" which she would never, ever complain about â€" that was so remarkably different than the cold hard ground. She'd loved growing used to having indoor plumbing again. Hot water had been hard to come by when she was living in the forest, so she'd found she'd spend more time than necessary standing under the water. There was the fact that there was food to eat in the kitchen and utensils that were clean and ready to prepare it with. She never had to worry about where her next meal would come from. The physical comforts her new home provided were certainly all positives, though Edie had found that getting used to the pack life was a completely new challenge. Both of her pack mates, while sweet and certainly girls she would grow close with over time, were rather indifferent at best towards her presence. Calliel would be a challenge to get on her side, though Edie was determined to establish a friendship between herself and the young girl. The person she was closest to was Frost, though even he had proved to need his own alone time.

It was that in mind that had caused her to slip out of the pack home tonight and walk towards the Northern part of the city. It had been too long that she'd only had Frost's attention to entertain herself, and the restless young woman was growing bored. She'd had no intention of where exactly she'd go, only that whatever she'd accomplish tonight would be on Frost's tab. After all, she'd never given the credit card back. He'd specified it be a one time use, though he'd never defined exactly how long the one time would last. In this case, Edie had taken it to mean however long she deigned to keep it in her possession. Which would likely be until he took it back from her. After all, the girl was rather content to have her fun on the man's tab, believing that it was the least he could do to thank her for her efforts in being his Beta.

The dance club had caught the young Were's attention, and without a second thought she'd bounded in the doors and straight to the bar. She'd buy herself her first drink â€" which she did without hesitation â€" but after that she'd find some poor sap to flirt with and exploit for drinks for the evening. After all, it had been awhile, and she was bored. Besides, she was a beautiful young girl, there was no reason why she should be alone on the dance floor or buying her own drinks.

Within minutes she'd finished her first drink, her eyes scanning the crowd for her first prey. Once her eyes caught on the attractive vampire â€" her senses immediately intrigued by the species she'd had such little interaction with â€" there was no one else that would satisfy her for the night. Confidently, she went up to the bar, gracefully having a seat in the stool beside him. She waved off the bartender's attentions towards her, her eyes cast on the vampire man beside her. Oh, he was certainly cute, and pretending to be attracted to him for a night of fun wouldn't be pretending at all. But, like anyone the young girl caught interest in, he would be a toy for the night, nothing more.

After several long moments, the girl smirked, seeming to have given enough time to make her comment necessary. "Pity," She said as she reached over, her fingernails drumming the counter next to his hand before her fingers ran over the bare skin of his arm. "Here I am, looking absolutely gorgeous, and you're not buying me a drink." She slid off her bar stool, not taking her hand off the man. "I guess this is the part where I am incredibly forward and ask you to dance with me. Unfortunately," She stepped back, giving the man a tug on the arm to follow her. "I don't ask. You'll dance with me, for the sole reason that you're sexy and I'm gorgeous, and two very attractive people should be seen on the dance floor together." She gave him a smirk, her eyes flashing as she observed the man she'd decided would be her prey for the evening. "What do you say? I promise, I'm worth it."