[hr][hr][h1][b][i][color=ForestGreen][center]Ayita Dyrkin[/center][/color][/i][/b][/h1]
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[center] [b][color=ForestGreen]Location[/color][/b] Hanson Power Plant
{"My bite is worse than my bark."}[/center]
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Crisp and clear. It was a lovely day, Ayita supposed. Still it lacked the atmosphere of her northern home. The clinging chill, the sweet air. Her muscles still rolled with that unusual grace the great cat had. Each step feeling the earth and shaping it before setting her weight upon it. Tigers were remarkable, more than most forms she had taken. Silent as may be, and deadlier than a wolf by far. Her lips twitched slightly as she remembered her remark about claws those many months ago. There was no way she'd use it in battle yet. It- the tiger instinct- didn't fully bend to her will and she was loathed to be branded a monster again. Ayita doubted she would ever be able to fully trust anyone who wasn't fully an animal. Damon and Allison had both come close as she dared allow someone. Even her roommate was tolerable, even if that mostly due to the fact Ayita made sure to sleep when the girl was out or asleep herself. Keeping to the sky or outdoors in her waking hours. Humans made little sense, she had noticed due her time listening to Allison. Though there was a certain rhythm to their lives, it wasn't the steady rhythm of the natural order.

Maybe she ought to try reading those 'How to Socialize' books. The one she had poked her nose into had seemed to know what it was talking about. She'd just have to be careful not to let anyone see her reading it.

There was more going on than her mundane, social interaction problem however. There had been little news of another hunt. She was growing restless. Which could just be the tiger. It rolled restlessly within her skin, aching to be let out and sated. A predator hunted, it waited and stalked. But there was no prey here. So she was stuck pulling the tail of a literal tiger to keep it minding her. It would slumber once her mind turned to other things, but for now she grumbled under her breath. How long till there was a lead?

She was caught up in her thoughts that a yelp startled her. Enough that the six foot tall woman physically jumped into the air. Feathers nearly sprouting as she whirled towards the sound. Carolina... Ayita had seen the younger Reed about. Seemingly she had run into the taller mutant, and the 'almost snack'. Snatching the book, aiming to grab it before it hit the ground. [color=ForestGreen]"Make some noise, before something eats you."[/color] Muttering more to herself the not so unreal warning, her voice still quiet and shy. Thrusting the book at Carolina she didn't bother to hide the irritated expression, before continuing towards the Manor. Maybe it would be a good time to find that book on human interaction.