After disposing of the werewolf that had decided to take a chunk out of her shoulder, the toxic venom of the bite had already rapidly started to seep through her bloodstream - contaminating it and in turn, her entire cells within her body. From the moment she had left the four-legged creature stuffed inside of a bag in the woods, Katherine had and was continuing to deteriorate, the blood stains on her face were a big hint, if not the way she looked - completely fixated on anything with a pulse that she could sink her fangs into as the survivalist became truly unconsciously desperate, thinking that she needed to heal, seemingly to herself thinking that it made sense to rip into any human that she came across, draining them of their blood to aid the survival mode her vampiric body had transformed into. In the midst of all of this, once she managed for a brief minute or two to focus, she had come up with a way out, she had something that everyone wanted - even if they didn’t know they wanted it, at current, Katherine Pierce had the human bones of the King of Hell in her possession and this meant, she had the power to get what she wanted... but all of this flew out of the window the second the poison of the werewolf bite seeped into her system, but as she allowed herself a second thought, she came up with her only option; Niklaus Mikaelson. What she thought, was if she offered him a position of real control, he would give her his blood. So as the rabid vampire made her way to Freya Mikaelson in search of her brother, she passed the house of a certain siphoner, which caused her mind to tick further and hence why she was now knocking on Thomas’s door. She could hear his footsteps as he approached her from the other side, but as he did so, her hearing clocked onto the beating heart of human passing by - a young human, fifteen? Maybe younger. Though this was not a thought that rushed through the vampire’s mind, all that she was now thinking about was ripping through the flesh of the innocent girl passing by and this would have been obvious when Thomas would lay eyes upon her, especially if the fresh blood on her face and partly on her clothing wasn’t a give away. // @ahybridofanotherkind