LOVER OR FIGHTER?
— Not so much one or the other, Catheryn doesn't make a habit out of expanding energy on loving or fighting. They seem insignificant, in the grand scheme of things; she's been around for a very long time, and the one thing she's learnt is that change might seem constant, but mortals always regress before long. If she has to choose, it would be loving, in the loosest sense of word. There is Marko, and Rialto, and Alexander, and Drake, and she wouldn't say she loves them, but there's a deep, innate loyalty there, the closest to love she's ever known.
POP OR ROCK MUSIC?
— They're both pretty much the same, in her opinion. Heavy beats, overwhelming bass lines, the desperate desire to hang onto a youth that's quickly running out. It's a nice reminder that, if nothing else, she has time on her side. Death looms on others like it does not loom on her, and she supposes there was a time where this was an unfamiliar feeling, but she's been in this liminal space for so long, it's become a part of her. Catheryn enjoys music in an arbitrary way, she likes when it's in the background, a subtle companion, not when it's too loud, or in-her-face. Pop, or rock, it doesn't matter, everything blends together in the end.
OUTDOORS OR INDOORS?
— Outdoors, definitely. Catheryn likes being in nature, under the sky, amongst the trees. Under the dark, velvet blanket of night is where she prospers the most. It is cooler at night, evening wind blowing away the heat of the day, and Catheryn likes being under the stars. Being a vampire limits where she can roam, the sun paints its invisible borders on the ground and she must abide to them, as much as she dislikes being constrained. The night affords her freedom that the day cannot, and Catheryn likes the outdoors, especially when the moon is out.
SHY OR OUTGOING?
— Not shy, but quiet, and not outgoing in the slightest. Catheryn is silence and restraint, listening instead of speaking. She wouldn't hesitate to join an argument, or even start one, but more often than not, she remains uncaring, too apathetic to invest herself into anything long enough to display how she feels about it. There is little that can stir her interest, and Catheryn is content to let the days simply pass her by. She can seem shy, at the very beginning, but don't let that fool you, she's got biting words and a mean streak that can quickly prove otherwise.
— Not so much one or the other, Catheryn doesn't make a habit out of expanding energy on loving or fighting. They seem insignificant, in the grand scheme of things; she's been around for a very long time, and the one thing she's learnt is that change might seem constant, but mortals always regress before long. If she has to choose, it would be loving, in the loosest sense of word. There is Marko, and Rialto, and Alexander, and Drake, and she wouldn't say she loves them, but there's a deep, innate loyalty there, the closest to love she's ever known.
POP OR ROCK MUSIC?
— They're both pretty much the same, in her opinion. Heavy beats, overwhelming bass lines, the desperate desire to hang onto a youth that's quickly running out. It's a nice reminder that, if nothing else, she has time on her side. Death looms on others like it does not loom on her, and she supposes there was a time where this was an unfamiliar feeling, but she's been in this liminal space for so long, it's become a part of her. Catheryn enjoys music in an arbitrary way, she likes when it's in the background, a subtle companion, not when it's too loud, or in-her-face. Pop, or rock, it doesn't matter, everything blends together in the end.
OUTDOORS OR INDOORS?
— Outdoors, definitely. Catheryn likes being in nature, under the sky, amongst the trees. Under the dark, velvet blanket of night is where she prospers the most. It is cooler at night, evening wind blowing away the heat of the day, and Catheryn likes being under the stars. Being a vampire limits where she can roam, the sun paints its invisible borders on the ground and she must abide to them, as much as she dislikes being constrained. The night affords her freedom that the day cannot, and Catheryn likes the outdoors, especially when the moon is out.
SHY OR OUTGOING?
— Not shy, but quiet, and not outgoing in the slightest. Catheryn is silence and restraint, listening instead of speaking. She wouldn't hesitate to join an argument, or even start one, but more often than not, she remains uncaring, too apathetic to invest herself into anything long enough to display how she feels about it. There is little that can stir her interest, and Catheryn is content to let the days simply pass her by. She can seem shy, at the very beginning, but don't let that fool you, she's got biting words and a mean streak that can quickly prove otherwise.
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darling now what you got hidden in the hive