[center][color=plum][h3]Laurel Wren[/h3][/color][/center]
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Having clearly avoided a massive disaster Laurel wasn't quite so sure what all she had gotten herself into at this point. When Sulley rang up a friend, business partner as he called it, to get clothing for the pair of vampires Laurel shrugged at Kiara. Dragons were always wheeling and dealing and making sure people owed them favors, massive ones. They were quite good at it actually. "[color=plum]Well I suppose that is taken care of then. I'm sure, who ever it is that's getting your clothing won't disappoint. My father's associate eats his personal shoppers when they choose poorly.[/color]" she laughed a bit at the thought of your life depending on your fashion sense. 

Laurel turned her attention to Kiara then, looking the girl over, "[color=plum]I think you're about a size smaller than I am, maybe two. I'll call my mother later on after the feast and have her send someone to get us both some dresses with shoes and what not.[/color]" It wouldn't be hard for her mother to acquire one of a kind pieces as she was a dress designer in her spare time. 

When the professor came by she nodded at him, simply acknowledging his words to her and Kiara. He mentioned the new vampires name as well, she was quite sure that all of the teachers here had a list of all the students and knew nearly everything about them. Laurel was one of the first in her family to come through the academy so there was little family history here. The Gifted were a little more reclusive than some of the other species of cryptids. Perhaps even on the same level of dragons though even they were starting to get quite far out into the public eye even if they didn't truly reveal themselves. Most of her direct family were nomadic, traveling constantly and never staying too long in one place and especially in the city but they owned an empire to be reckoned with in trade.

Laurel's cool green eyes seemed to level those around her, she focused on one particular male elf a bit too long and he turned his head only slightly before quivering upon seeing her now brilliant yellow eyes, her slitted pupils dilated slightly as the lines between her original intentions and her new one blurred. The feline within her whispered, '[i]Prey.[/i]' She was a hunter and would always be that away. She twitched her nose slightly before turning her gaze elsewhere, eyes still as golden as a dragon's treasure hoard. 

"[color=plum]I suppose I ought to call my mother now and have her send someone after a dress for Kiara and myself. Perhaps something that will show off my newest artwork.[/color]" She purred at the thought, the air around her rumbling with the sound as she tapped a slender finger on her jawline.