[ She can't think straight in this crowd; she finds herself scanning it for others she counts as pack without realizing in the moment what a strange thought it is. She presses her face into his shoulder, letting his scent wash over her and ground her, and resisting the sudden very present urge to sink those tiny fangs into whatever exposed skin she can find. Another tiny growl escapes her as she lifts her head again and sees a clear path to a place she remembers being suitably quiet. ]
The gardens. Come on.
[ She doesn't wait for an answer, only turns and tugs insistently at his hand as she starts in a direction, unwilling to let him go of him as she pushes her way through the crowd. ]
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[ She can't think straight in this crowd; she finds herself scanning it for others she counts as pack without realizing in the moment what a strange thought it is. She presses her face into his shoulder, letting his scent wash over her and ground her, and resisting the sudden very present urge to sink those tiny fangs into whatever exposed skin she can find. Another tiny growl escapes her as she lifts her head again and sees a clear path to a place she remembers being suitably quiet. ]
The gardens. Come on.
[ She doesn't wait for an answer, only turns and tugs insistently at his hand as she starts in a direction, unwilling to let him go of him as she pushes her way through the crowd. ]