(Well... Think I'm going to kill of Val's character since she's banned and stuffs...)
As the girl approached, trying to help Aeizith, the frost dragon was simply too far gone in his pain and his hunger that letting her pass by simply wasn't an option... He needed blood if he was going to survive such bad sun-burning and he needed it NOW! As soon as she stepped within the shadow under which he lie, his arms immediately shot out, snatching onto her wrists with inhuman strength and near-impossible speed. Without mercy or hesitation, the dragon wrenched the girl to the ground as her spider rampaged further into the forest, either unwilling or unable to help with her master's imminent devouring. With a hiss that could come from nothing but a vampire, the young ice dragon sunk his razor-sharp teeth into her throat, ripping out the girl's trachea and splashing blood all over his face and torso. He drank her blood in deep, his damaged flesh starting to heal almost instantly as it flowed into his stomach. The salty-sweet goodness flowed through his own veins, granting the vampire his natural accelerated healing and increased strength and speed, only to serve him ripping out the woman's heart, holding it above his head and over his mouth, popping it like a fruit and grinning as the source of all her blood spilled down his throat... He felt revitalized! He felt powerful! He felt... nothing...?
With the damage from the sun negated and with his senses returning, Aeizith soon found himself standing over the body of a young woman, one that was likely trying to help him... Such an act should have mortified him but, when it came to feeding, it was just another act at this point... The most he felt bad about was the sticky red running down his chin and over his jacket, staining it. On instinct, the dragon stood, reaching down his hand above the woman's decimated body expecting it to freeze and shatter but, to his surprise a second time, his magic would not come... He could feel his magic... It was right at his fingertips but it just... wouldn't... form... Unfortunately, this meant two very bad things: One, any bodies he left in his wake would be found eventually and two: the blood on him would indicate there were bodies left in his wake to be found... Not eager to test his luck with the sun and wasting his time burying what's left of the girl, he instead slunk into the forest, just far enough so that he was enveloped in the shade of the trees, but still easily capable of seeing shore.
His first task was finding Silver, all else came second. First it was his magic and now his sense of smell... with such a damp and dank environment, it was impossible for even someone like him to pick up any one smell over the great distances he'd normally be able too. He only hoped she was on the shore somewhere he could see... As Aeizith scouted through the forest brush, veiled by the shadows and greenery alike, the first thing he came across were.... pirates? How did he know? Well... between the ship and someone in a captain's getup nursing another one of her fallen "mates", they all seemed very.... piratey. If any of them looked in his direction, they would see nothing but two glowing dots amongst the brush, dots that were the vampire's eyes.