Lyla rushed through the halls, the hem of her yellow [url=http://i601.photobucket.com/albums/tt93/Bluewolf675/Roleplay%20Pics/EllenTracyCrinkledSilkDress.jpg?t=1450640159]dress[/url] swishing againt her knees. She had overslept yet again, and was now going to be dreadfully late to the ball. This didn't bother her overly much, as she had no known family to look forward to seeing, but she had gone to bed earlier in the day planning to be up and prepared for the evening.

[color=f6989d][i]So much for that...[/i][/color] she thought, her small bare feet sliding over floor rather than taking normal strides. She could hear the partygoers up ahead, and it made it hard for her to concentrate on the environment. Rather than relying on her ears alone to guide her, Lyla had extended one wing to trail along the wall. She stumbled more than once, when a tremor made the ground rumble beneath her. Avoiding a complete fall, however, she eventually stands in the doorway of the ballroom.

Everyone already seemed to be talking, dancing, or eating, from what Lyla could hear. Intending to head for the relative safety of the table, she strikes out across the floor with short, careful steps. The myriad sounds around her made it nearly impossible to pick out one in particular, and there were too many surfaces and people for them to reflect off of. This was just another of the rare times in her short life where she was flying completely blind.

All of her caution turned out to be for naught, as Lyla soon found herself walking up against another person's back. Stumbling away a step or two, she flares her wings instinctually for balance.

[color=f6989d]"So sorry! Just so hard to tell where everyone is..."[/color] she says nervously, ears flattening to the top of her head as her cheeks flush. The poor girl didn't even have half a chance at knowing who she had collided with. [color=f6989d]"I hope I didn't make you spill a drink or anything..."[/color]

[@Aspen Wren] (Lyla walked blindly into Laurel's back.)