"Yes. Yes it's true I'm a vampire...I can't hide it anymore than you can hide your being alive. Yes I drink blood but not always when I want to, and I never did this for my own gain." The albino panther narrows her gleaming slate-gray eyes, "I became what I am for...for a reason, but that was a long time ago. Look I'm not going to suck you dry okay?" Her arms fold beneath a generous bust, bound in a dark emerald gown that fits a sleek and curvy body only something unnatural could possess.
"Are you even listening? Hello?" The vampire feline's tail flicks in irritation, "Just forget what you think you know about them, or assume about me. I'm not a monster I just look strange. Now, my name is Thana and I'm pleased to meet you." She tries gracefully offering a paw but silence makes her curtsy instead. She was at one stage of her life a black-panther, but her 'condition' had gradually caused a fading white hue to contaminate her midnight coat; and, all around her face, fingers and along her front the moon-white fur had spread to create a pattern of a night sky broken up with wisps of cloud.
While waiting for you to speak up she looks you over with eyes that don't reflect lighting, with a scent that invades the senses and with a posture that betrays a vulnerability hiding predatory desires. Thana shrugs at you and turns to explore the establishing, seeming dissappointed that maybe she had scared another away with what she was. Had she scared you?
(Scant for now, apologies for odd format, but will be filled out.)