She watched him through the rain pouring down, the chill unseasonable for this region in early October, clearly in great discomfort as he struggled in worn clothing that was quickly becoming soaked. She sat huddled under the eaves of a building, protected from most of the rain, the chill hardly seeming to bother her, a grin gracing her features. Her quarry was a man of ill-deserved repute, but great intelligence and grim determination, though the last two years had been hard since his chosen mate had passed. She'd seen him before, had even to some extent followed his tracks as he'd journeyed up the coast struggling to find his way in a world that didn't seem to want him. How like the human race to spit upon even their own when differences such as superior intellect set them apart, and Goliath had thought they could share this world with such petty worms. How could they accept her race when they couldn't even accept each other? Intelligence such as the human she silently observed should be praised and worshipped, instead it was trod into the ground and left to rot with nothing. He'd long ago piqued her curiosity, caught her attention, his own struggles echoed her own so that though he was only human they seemed kindred spirits, each struggling to survive and persevere in a cold, hateful world. Previously, she'd never have dared approach him, not when he was so clearly devoted to his mate, as caring and attentive to the fragile little female as Goliath had once been to her. But now, she was no longer an obstacle, perhaps he could be drawn away from the humans he fought to prove himself to, drawn to her side.

Where she'd once been Goliath's Angel of Night perhaps she could be to this human who was so at odds with his own race, descending to lead him from his miserable existence. He was certainly no warrior, though he was physically capable of defending himself and quite fit for a middle-aged human, but after so many centuries alone, she had no need of a protector, simply a desire to fill the void the loss of her clan had left. She wanted to rebuild her clan and, his race aside, the human before her had possibilities with such intelligence and physical pursuits. Just as she prepared herself to move in, her quarry vanished from her sight, she could easily relocate him if she could only get his scent, but it was too risky, some human might see her. She searched the vicinity frantically, but it wasn't until a day later that she caught sight of him, lying in a gutter in clothing he hadn't been wearing the previous night. She was about to take her chances and tend to him when another human came along and helped him to a nearby tavern, so she sat and waited for something, an opportunity to slip and see for herself or some sign that he lived. Other humans came, one bearing some resemblance to the human she'd been watching, a carriage came and he was taken away to a hospital. Much as she hated humans, even she knew that if he were truly so ill they could help him more than she could, they could save his life if he was fatally ill. So for three days, she sat and watched, peering in through the windows of his hospital room, keeping to the shadows where she could see and remain unseen by the humans. It was not easy, the severity of his illness was great, he was manic and wild one day, flailing so much it took several nurses to keep him down, quietly drifting in and out of consciousness the next, then on the third day, in the wee hours of morning, he was gone. His death only deepened her dislike of the humans, she'd heard some of their words, heard them say he was probably drunk, leaving doubt to their treatment of his ailment. They acted under the assumption that he'd simply indulged to much, rather than conducting a thorough examination, so far as she was concerned, they might have prevented his demise if they hadn't merely assumed him drunk. Burning with rage at a death of one of their own that might have been prevented, she unfolded her violet wings and glided off into the night, fleeing the city before the Hunter could find her. She'd tarried too long here, indulged her curiosity with some insignificant human long enough, it was time to move on and forget him before her nemesis discovered her whereabouts.