[color=plum][h3][center] Laurel Demirci [/center][/h3][/color]
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Moving easily through the trees in her alternate form Laurel headed for the far outside edge of the lake. The others tended to gather on the near side of the lake, hopefully far from even her keen earshot. She padded softly across the lush grass as the sun rose behind her, it's flaming rays warming the ground just behind her as she remained in the shadow just ahead of the light. It dispersed the dew that glistened at the tips of leaves and blades of grass in front of her, furthering damping the sound of her paws touching the earth. She was next to impossible to hear as she headed to her favored spot for a brief nap in the warming light of the sun after a long night's run. 

She hadn't bothered to go home though her brother had come to visit briefly during the break. He was as dashing as ever, insisting that Laurel was simply ravishing as well. She wasn't nearly on the level of stunning that her brother was, he was a fine greek sculpture made from the most exquisite marble by a master craftsmen while she was a poor depiction of the goddess she was born to embody. Her lean feline body was well muscled, long and compact layers of muscle that rippled beneath shimmering black fur.

She reached a tree that she frequented, its bark marred by deep claw marks from her regular climbing. She bounded easily up the tree, perching along a limb that jutted out to the edge of the lake. With the sun rise to her left and darkness to her right she laid quietly a low rumbling noise making its way from her throat as she exhaled. It wasn't quite a purr as leopards couldn't manage such a noise and she was no exception but the throaty noise voiced her pleasure just the same. 

The break had been welcome, classes were wearing on Laurel's patience and she wasn't quite sure she could handle much more of someone trying to coach her into consciously increasing and decreasing the level of noise that she produced in everyday life. It was part of her training here at the school, they wanted her to be able to control her passive gifts like some of the more powerful Gifteds in her line could do. She could do it some but she chose stealth over the being a loud noisy human like everyone else. It was something that made her unique even if she wasn't as stunning as her brother was. She would settle for this even if no one fawned over her as they did him. 

This was just the perfect place to nap, the sun warmed her inky coat, making her spots visible in the bright light. She lay perfectly still other than the twitch of her long tail and the swivel of her rounded ears, her noise of contentment reverberating from her closed jaws.