[color=f9ad81][b][i]Rowan Delacroix[/i][/b][/color]

Rowan found herself clinging to the walls of the portal for dear life. [color=f9ad81][i]"T-That was terrifying..."[/i][/color] She trembled underneath her black cloak. Her hands clasped tightly against the ribbed silk while she glided carefully along the shiny marble floors of the training hall. The prominent white strands of hair eventually faded back to their original tone when she calmed herself down. [color=f9ad81]"It will take some getting used to, indeed."[/color] Rowan parted her lips to exhale softly. While she was lost in thought, her eyes trailed down once more to the trinket adorned around her neck- she was taken by the beauty of the jewelry. She winced a bit as she felt her body ache from the battle prior. The vampire was soon torn from her own little world when a voice many octaves lower than her own called out to her.

[color=fff200]"Are you alright there?"[/color]

Rowan froze mid-step and raised her eyes only slightly to see the shoes of the creature who spoke. Intrigued, her eyes fluttered upwards even more to meet the gaze of a brute who towered over her. She wrinkled her eyebrows and slowly took a step back, clearly frightened by the other's grizzly appearance- multiple spikes were protruding from the chiseled body that trumped her height many times over. The vampire pressed her lips together tightly and scanned around the area for another potential target. When she realized that everybody else had long since cleared the area, the creature was most definitely speaking to her- she pointed a finger at herself and mouthed the word [color=f9ad81]"Me?"[/color] just to confirm. A brief moment passed and she ushered a quick nod in the direction of the concerned being. In one swift motion, Rowan pulled her hood over her head again, shielding her face from any other onlookers and proceeding to walk past him.