Phantom Hollow cold ground

she had walked here before.

it had been hushed, the company had been good. yet time had dragged on. she figured the golden woman would be long gone and she could simply... she was not positive.

it did not matter, though.

voices raised through what should have been silence. there was nothing jovial in the sounds and she knew one voice. she prowled closer, closer and closer. she did little to hide her encroaching presence. far more interested in being involved.

reckless behavior had seemingly been on an upswing, for her.