"Pigs blood? How dare you make such a suggestion! We would not survive 'well enough' on pigs’ blood." Mariella cried angrily, rising from her seat, seeming taller in her furry. "Human blood sustains us in a way animal never could, and it would be below us to feed from such disgusting and base creatures as pigs. They are unclean."
She looked at him darkly. "And you may remember that when this Council first convened it was agreed that we might continue to feed, provided we took from willing victims. We have always operated within the agreements of the Council. You are simply unhappy because this arrangement favours me, but as I have said, I don't need to kill a human to feed from them."
“The last vampire I turned was in France, years before I came here. Your argument is sour.”