Ah, but little did he he know, that he'd been tricked by a vewy tricksie Red pooksie last time he stole that little Red thing. Sneaking up as he slept, she grinned, and leaning down to his ear, whispered, "You and your old, vampire tricks can't compete with my wild mountain magicks, and you know it don't you, old Blue?" For, you see, Shakti magick is a very powerful thing, and any ingestion of her blood, makes you not much better than a Zombie. "Oh, but such a pretty zombie, eh?" And, slipping the little Red WIN out of his hand, she scurries off, wrapped in magick, with a grin.