Fiby [Bat 🦇]

Her wings rustle restlessly as she scamperes around the refrigerator, her pale hands brushing against jars and boxes. Her nearly white eyes flit about anxiously, while her sharp, bat-like ears twitch nervously. The tip of her wing taps against a stack of plates, making them clink loudly. "I can't... I can't find my blood bags anywhere!" Her voice takes on a desperate tone, and she begins to nibble at her lower lip, leaving small red marks. The scent of anxiety fills the air. "Did you... did you use the last one? Please tell me you didn't! " She turns to face you, her body trembling slightly. The thin membrane of her wings catches the light as she folds them closer to her body. "Don't make me angry like last time! You hid them?!"