ERIS : meeting, 10.21

[charlotte.]

[align=center][div style="width: 500px; text-align: justify; font-family: arial; font-size: 9.5pt; line-height: 1.4;letter-spacing:.1px"]Muted pawsteps precede the arrival of the solitary creature, lean muscles rippling beneath a stunning pelt of strawberry rosettes. Charlotte's late. Not that she cares much, anyways. This place...well, let's just say that it might take longer than a couple of days to readjust to life in a group. Too long she spent roaming the wilds, immersing herself in the sweet silence of solitude. Not because she disliked the company of others, but because she could not trust herself. As a young child, no older than a couple of months, things were easier. The hunger was easily satiated with the help of her mothers. But as she got older, the hormones setting in, she could scarcely control herself around non-vampires. It was...for the best that she left. For everyone.

And now she is back. Charlie forgot how to ever-so-slightly curve her lips in a non-threatening smile. Or how to move in a manner which allows others to detect her presence so not to frighten them. Admittedly, showing up for a meeting is among the least of the wildcat's concerns. But at least she's here.