Ravensblood Forest The Trumpets Sound

Her earlier, slightly catlike movements were not just an one-off episode.  She carefully lifted one paw off the ground, placing it carefully before her. The corners of her mouth twisted upwards ever so slightly, but it didn't make her look friendly.

The problem was that others' discomfort, that potential bit of fear that she felt might be growing within him, drew her like a moth to the flame.  Godot wanted others to live like she had until she'd found her 'powers,' and any opportunity to do so was a good one.  It was like a drug to her.  If she ever ended up in a pack, it would be hell to train out of her, as fear was delicious when it wasn't her own. Oh, I don't know, are you sure?  It barely sounded like the same person who was naively chattering previously.  Honestly, if he'd caught the problem and just apologized instead of projecting confusion and worry, she likely would have calmed down.

Another step.