[centre][h1][color=ed1c24]Reena[/color][/h1][/centre]
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She never thought she would see a castle in person before. The sky was a canvas of ebony as her grey eyes stared at the moon that waned behind the intricate designs of the building before her. Crowds of people on ether side as Reen hugged her bag, her cello resting on her back, giving her some sense of security as she felt her skin crawl. The vary air was hostile, twisting and turning, crashing like waves on brittling stone. She could see the wolves, their eyes the same as the beast she tried to hard to befriend, unknowing that she was actually talking to a person through thoes days. The smell of dog and death filling her noes, twisting her gut as she hunched her shoulders and quickly rushed past the crowds. 

[i]"Don't be afraid around them, they can smell it."[/i] The words of her sire only made it worse. He tried to tell her that wolves were very simaller to the beasts that she grew up with, but the tigers that nuzzled the fences were easy to read. They had patterns, if they were fed they were fine, if they had their space they were fine. It was easy to construct everything needed to stay safe, they didn't lie or betray. Here, here there were people who could smell her terror. They could taste it and they could manipulate it into their own gain if they wanted to. Reena wanted so badly to turn and run, to hide back in the woods where she would at least have an understanding of what was out there. 


"Registration paper's?" The voice made her jump, eyes wide as she saw the woman at the desk was giving her a smile. She probably dealt with shy kids before. "Oh...Um..right..." Her sire helped her fill it out before she came her so she could focus on getting her barrings first. Her moves were not like the other vampires, those ethereal gates were replaced with shaky doe like strides as she tried to get used to using limbs that were absent for so long. "Here..." Fishing out the papers, she handed them in, only to be pointed in the right direction of the almost ending ceremony. "Don't be scared dear, there are plenty of people that can help you." All Reena could do was nod, closing her bag and moving again, trying to find her dorm. Seeing a large man help another with her things, only to watch a wolf seeming to prowl the halls, even the sight of an animal was no longer welcoming. 

"416...right, 416..." Walking to the stairs, Reena began to freeze. She never walked up stairs before, least not this high. Could she do it? would this be fake and they would just buckle and she'd fall? She swallowed a ball of fear in his throat as she took a shaky step, her hand grabbing the cracked marble railing as she felt the smooth texture run cool under her palm. [i]Step, Step, Step[/i] Her feet clicked on the surface, her eyes wide as she took in the sights around her. Large windows with a stunning display of the mountain side opened up for her, the soft moonlight dancing over the halls unbarred from the heavy curtains the did not stir under their ties. Grand works of art hung on the walls in crafted frames, oil paintings and tapestry as students from children to elderly wandered the halls. 

She never thought she'd be in such a place. She could already see how high the ceiling was, how amazing the acoustics would be if she played here. Still, she had to shake her head, find her room first, that was what she needed to do. "416" counting the heavy oak doors, Reena finally rested on one to the end of the hall, her fingers carefully tracing the design before she brought a set of pale knuckles to rap at the door. [i]Knock Knock Knock[/i]

The door opened in silence as she was met with a rather large room for a dorm. Two beds and a desk, with a window holding heavy curtains to keep the threatening sun away from them. Sitting on the bed was a young woman, maybe a little older than herself with bronze skin and thick curly hair. She had a very set type of features, a kind that made her jump a little only to bow her head in greeting. Her hands fussing with the tassels on her bag, Reena set them down on her bed as she slowly lowered the cello case and set it against the wall. "Um...I guess we're room mates? My..My name is Reena, it's nice to meet you." She was quick to cover the tattoo of paw prints on her wrist, hiding them in her sleeve as if worried she would offend the woman that she found herself with.