For: @felicityvanbrunt Where: The gala
She couldn't stop fidgeting, playing with the cuffs of her shirt and straightening her vest time and time again. Almost forgetting everything she had learnt as a hunter. Sky could almost hear her father's teachings, survey the area, take in everyone around you, study them and be ready for everything. Now she preferred to avoid eye contact as much as she could, dreading the idea of seeing any familiar face among a group of people she didn't think she belonged to anymore. She almost sighed of relief when Flick's scent reached her, the rich perfume mixed with the unmistakable tell of wolf. She smiled, looking at the blonde. "I feel like I'm suffocating here, how do you always look so at ease?." She wonders just how Arte must be feeling, if she was already feeling like bolting.
