Phoenix Maplewood the night begun to shine

When he backed up, she stepped forward. It was clear she felt herself the need to be more of an elite then of the usual peasant-play she did in Morningside. She didn't hate acting like a lesser-being, for it felt so natural to do so with herself in the Pack. She was simply glad to be accepted.. But it wasn't the same when it came to outsiders, which she especially showed a different, more aggressive side to her usual seriousness. She especially needed to show dominance, when it was currently only her. Desdemona of course, would not let him know.

She watched, almost analyzing him during his words, remaining in silence. Only when he finished, she asked a question, "Are you from Easthollow?" And ignored the rest. Desdemona wasn't playing the good host.