bel air baby // open, joining.

[agathe.]

[align=center][div style="width: 500px; text-align: justify; font-family: Verdana; font-size: 11px; color;"]It was hard for Agathe to hide the displeasure written so plainly across her features as she arrived to discover that a lone child had been the first one to greet this stranger. The hospitality was nice, don't misunderstand her, but with the threat of a cold-blooded killer who seemed to derive joy from shredding others to pieces hanging over their heads, even the Lunar Lieutenant - disinterest in children and all - could not stomach the idea of something happening to a child as sweet as Isabelle appeared to be. Had Moon's orders not been clear enough? Or was there simply a lack of respect towards the rules? No matter the reason, Agathe quietly reminded to speak to the Seraph later about a possible punishment.

For now, she supposed that she could occupy herself with tending to this joiner. The arrival of Nelly indicated that it was relatively under control but the snow leopard made no move to fade back into the shadows, instead analyzing the nervous girl with a gold gaze. Ah yes, she certainly seemed unnerved by one thing or the other, and Agathe knew her strengths and weaknesses well enough to know that she'd be no use in calming the other girl down. So until it was necessary, she remained a frigid and silent force that towered above the two domestic cats that stood in front of her her, red cloak splayed out all around her willowy form.