Every step she takes, every corner she turns, a Kindred’s Beast stands ready to face threats, to defend territory, and most importantly, to feed. To the Beast, everything is a challenge, a potential conquest, a meal, or a combination of the three. To other predators, the Beast is a palpable thing. This presence, the predatory aura, builds a paradox in Kindred society. On one hand, it guarantees vampires remain one misstep away from each other’s throats. On the other hand, it forces Kindred to hold to traditions and propriety, in order to keep the Beast at bay and force a modicum of nicety.