08-19-2018, 02:30 AM
[align=center][div style="max-width: 600px; text-align: justify;"][size=8pt]Being alone was not something Lydia jived with often. She was often surrounded by others, ego fed on a consistent basis by some inner circle of individuals she could refer to as friends and acquaintances. Her three previous homes had all been mansions, and a big lavish house, no matter how abandoned, was still quite impressive. All narcissism aside though, Lydia didn't really like what went on in her head when she was by herself for too long. It had taken a bit of scouting to figure out somewhere else to become a member of, but as soon as she had heard of and seen The Rosebloods, that search had been immediately over. They seemed to be everything she was looking for.
The orange tabby carried herself with a measure of confidence, half-real and half-fake, as she made her way into the territory. The eerie forest, whose canopy of leaves far above her head filtered down fractals of sunlight, sending chills down her spine as she stepped carefully. She had heard they were ruthless, but since she was alone and clearly posed no real sort of threat, she hoped she wouldn't be mauled. She had just gotten herself cleaned up.
The orange tabby carried herself with a measure of confidence, half-real and half-fake, as she made her way into the territory. The eerie forest, whose canopy of leaves far above her head filtered down fractals of sunlight, sending chills down her spine as she stepped carefully. She had heard they were ruthless, but since she was alone and clearly posed no real sort of threat, she hoped she wouldn't be mauled. She had just gotten herself cleaned up.
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