Drusilla didn't miss the little girl speeding about, faster than even her eyes could follow. "Unnatural," she decided as she watched the construction of the snowman. The irony of the statement was utterly lost on her as she drifted over closer to the girl.
"Made a friend because you can't find one of flesh and blood?" she cooed, though that brought to mind a doll she used to have. What ever had happened to that doll?
"Little pet took a trip I think," she whispered, more detached from the conversation than not. "Followed me far but not all the way home." Home. Her dark eyes closed as her lips curved into a slight frown.
"I should want to eat you," she declared as she focused her attention on Kara. "Why don't I?"