we're falling apart to half time - o, roseblood

[rushy]

[align=center][div style="width: 51%; text-align: justify; font-size: 10pt; letter-spacing: 0px; font-family: verdana;"]It seemed that whatever higher power in the world presided over The Rosebloods decided to roll the disaster dice more than once lately. Their decline started with their food supply being mostly destroyed or stolen. Then The Pitt had descended from the sky like an unholy shit rain. And to top the whole horrifying timeline off, The Rosebloods' mansion and territory had been burnt to an unsavory crisp.

Lydia stepped onto Sunhaven's border gracefully, being extra cautious so as to avoid trespassing. The Rosebloods needed all the valuable interaction with their allies that they could get. It would be incredibly unwise to leave a bad first impression on these strangers by infringing their border. The red tabby would take a dainty seat and wait in silence to be addressed by someone.