>You are Anon current resident of Hollow Shades
>You are seeking an escape today and have retired into a somewhat to small couch
>The sound of krees can be heard from the window
>a sound once of annoyance you now have learnt to adapt to as normal background noise
>shifting in the couch you sip some mango tea a prize you snuck away some days ago
>you suddenly feel uneasy, glancing across the room a noise pulling you from your rest
>the skittering of hooves across the floor boards alerts you that you are not as alone as once thought. 
>Sighing heavily as you set down the cup carefully
"I can hear you, you had might as well come out now" 
>The silence echoes for a few moments longer
>A pair of bright green eyes cautiously peek out from across the room
>You exhale in annoyance, your tea growing colder each passing moment.
>At last the intruder presents themselves, venturing from the darkness into view
>A foal you realize right away, face half hidden amongst a mass of pink mane that zigzagged at the tip. 
>You were hardly in the mood for a staring competitions and she hardly seemed forthcoming with information. 
"Given you have just broken in, can I help you at all?" 
>her ears dropped lightly and you really hoped she could speak or this was going to become awkward fast. 
>"I'm hungry.." she mutters avoiding your gaze
>great, how could you forget your duties as a walking blood bank
>Christ
>You form a witting retort but at that moment she looks up at you, absurdly big emerald eyes catching the light in the room. 
"Fine, fine, If I let you have some will you let me be to finish my tea at least?"
>She nods hurriedly, her ears perking with excitement
>You open your mouth to call her over but it was unneeded as the tiny foal was already trotting over happily
>She pounced onto the table beside you to your horror as she barely missed your cup of tea
"Careful geez-"
>"Heartbeat"
"Huh?"
>"I'm Heartbeat" she chimed happily
"I am Anon your meal for the day"
>You retort with much less enthusiasm then the small foal had
>She was cute in an annoying way, a fact you would not let be known. 
>The foal circled the table a few times while you started to puzzle her heritage as a bat, giving closer resemblance to the feline tree
> Shifting any stray hairs to the side, you crane your neck slightly wincing at the pain to come.
"Alright, go for it"
>"O-Okay thank you Mister Anon!"
>You grit your teeth lightly, one would think you were used to this by now
>No such luck.
>She lunges forward, her teeth finding their mark
>You feel the pinch on your already tender flesh
>It stings for a moment but something is wrong
>She clenches down harder to little effect
>A clatter rings out in the room as her extra movement bumped the cup of tea off the table
>You have little doubt the china cup is scattered into a stupid amount of pieces on the floor.
>Great
>Her fangs were not sharp enough to break the flesh
>You now have a small bat pony clinging to your neck
>That awkwardness you were worried about earlier?
>Yeah you found it.