ᴄᴏɴᴛɪɴᴜᴇᴅ ꜰʀᴏᴍ ʜᴇʀᴇ | @frostfangtm
The mere fact that this vampire is not of the vampires from the Eastern or Nordic Coven is of little comfort to Selene, but she appreciates the gesture of goodwill of keeping her hands visible. She notes the lack of fear with mild interest; she's an older vampire from the looks of it.
"Are you not from the New World Coven?" Selene asks in suspicion, keeping her hand near the Beretta holstered at her hip. Her mistrust of vampires has never quite dissipated ever since being betrayed by Viktor - vampires always have their own agenda in mind. Herself included.
"There are many creatures running through these mountains," Selene says cautiously, not wanting to reveal the existence of her hybrid daughter just yet. "My answer depends on what - or who - you are looking for." And whether or not this encounter would lead to a fight. Hunting down lycans or rogue vampires is one thing, but if this new vampire is investigating rumors of a young hybrid, Selene would not hesitate to interfere.