[center][color=cc99c7][h3]Sloane Shields[/h3][/color]
[img]http://i.imgur.com/ptd0ACZ.jpg?1[/img]

[b]Location:[/b] Grimbold's cabin
[b]Interacting with[/b] Sky, Nick, Grimbold, others[/center]
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[color=cc99c7]"Shit, I don't know how you deal with that,"[/color] Sloane had sympathized to Sky, scowling a bit. The young woman was so reserved and quiet; Sloane couldn't imagine her handling something willing to bring the building down to avoid treatment. Even though she cared for Sky, she still wasn't the type to worry, and she offered a helpless shrug. The worst she had to deal with were cheapskates and drunk frat boys that can't sit still, and she said as much as Nick was coming. [color=cc99c7]"We'll tell you when you're older,"[/color] she had teased, throwing a wink in his direction. It was soon after that she finished her soup and Grimbold spoke up.

At the mention of their newest member, Sloane had glanced over at Angel; new, but he was right, fitting right into the banter and atmosphere. She even offered a smile in agreement (though it was quickly gone). Then the mentor got down to business: Sloane didn't recognize the name. [color=cc99c7][i]So not a local,[/i][/color] she thought, green eyes narrowing as her next thoughts jumped to the university. And the artist was just fine with leaving her Saturday open; she enjoyed quiet nights at home, especially after being gone all week. Once Grimbold was done speaking, she popped another pastry into her mouth as she stood up. 

She disappeared into another room, her shirt coming up and over head before she pushed the door almost closed (hooves couldn't open a door very well after all). Then a moment later, the doe emerged from the bathroom and Sloane's clothes were left behind. The deer was silent, watching the others with big dark eyes, before slowly trotting to the exit.