Donovan's eyes subtly narrowed while still holding a twinkle in them. Roman stared back at the Elder vampire with a look of indifference, but Donovan knew Roman well. It was the murderous look in his eyes as they smouldered in anger.
"What do you want to know?" questioned Roman, his eyes slightly cautious, and Donovan started to tell..
"How about you tell me if you know why the girl's cupboard smelt very similar to how this feather smells?" questioned Elder Donovan, his red eyes keenly looking at Julie, who seemed like she was fast asleep. Her heartbeat was calm and peaceful.
The feather in Donovan's hand quickly turned itself into a cloud of smoke that dispersed into the air of where he sat. Roman's ability wasn't as same as his maker, but it was close as the ability was derived from him. Where Donovan could engulf things into smoke, Roman could burn things instead.
