[Amanda]

Amanda had came to New York City to try and find some food. Not really food, but the thing she was hungry for. And that was liquid and red. A thing called blood.
Not that it was hard to find it. It was quite easy, at all. But she had to convince someone to give her the blood. If she bit... Well, she had never bit someone. But she was quite used to hunting birds and sucking their blood.
At New York, though, it was something dangerous. Mainly because the pidgeons there were disgusting. And because she didn't want to be seen sucking blood off a bird. If it wasn't the bloodbank closed, she wouldn't be having such a hard time.
She was most exactly antecipating herself. She still wasn't hungry, but she knew that she would be driven mad if she became hungry. And she didn't want to be poofed by one of Xanth's aids. Or even Xanth herself.

Those all were the reasons why Amy took a bus to a small, unknown city close to New York. After taking her bus to nowhere, she just walked around, trying to find some wild animal. What she found after some hours was a farm.
"I think that stealing is better than biting people"", she told herself, jumping silently a fence. Looking around, she could see a whole bunch of chicken.
"Such an entertaining activity", she sighed, stepping quietly close to a chicken. Close enough, she tried to make a fast, efficient move to catch the chicken, but ended up scaring the animal, that simply ran away making that weird chicken noise.

Amy sighed very deeply, cracking her fingers, preparing herself to the next trial.
"If I didn't need to do something as mediocre as sucking blood...", she said, looking at the chickens, "Or if at least someone helped me with this", she said again, spotting the perfect chicken, and in a jump, catching it with her two hands.

After catching the chicken, Amy sat on the dirty ground and held the animal against her chest. "It won't hurt a lot...", she said, pulling one of it's wings with a hand while holding it's neck with the other one. Opening her mouth, a little disgusted, Amy gently bit the chicken's wing, only enough for it to bleed, and slowly sucked the blood out.

"I hope nobody sees me doing such a thing...", she though, concentrated on the chicken for it not to hurt her and vice versa.

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[Erilyaer]

Erilyaer came across the farm in her path. She wandered round for a while, stroking the horses and such. Shivering, she slunk round the shadows of the main building, jet black hair covering her face. There was no sign of life here; only the ocassional sound emitting from the dogs maw that was situated near Erilyaer, watching her. She turned round at it finally, shooing it away so it did not give away her pleasant silence.

And then she stumbled across the chicken pen. Hiding behind a nearby tree, Erilyaer watched at the figure in fear. She didn't know who or what it was, and was starting to get a bit panicky at this unknown stranger. Then she stood on a twig, the small stick breaking with a snap. No, shoot, she whispered, biting her lip enough to pierce it. She slunk even further round the tree, hoping she had not been given away.

Then she left, walking away and beyond to another place on Earth, with a weird memory of some person biting a chicken.

[Amanda]

Amanda was concentrated on sucking just enough blood from the poor chicken. She didn't want to kill the poor animal. She was feeling she was coming to the "enough" mark, as she heard a sudden noise. Someone was there. Quickly, she released the chicken, that gave a few steps, but didn't do anything else, probably was tired.
Amanda ran into the shadows and observed, as the person walked away. She didn't know where the person had came from, she didn't know where the person was going, she didn't know if she was seen. She was scared.
Feeling extremely comfortable with her new boost - the blood made her feel a lot better - she knew where to come if she needed more. She just expected no other vampire found this place, or else the owner of those chickens would find out quickly.
And she wanted to have blood for at least until the bloodbank was open again.

Amanda started to run, feeling completely strong again, and went back to the bus station, waiting for the next one to come take her back to New York, from where she could go back home.