We're PIRATES When We are FREE

This was most definitely not her scene, but Theory had invited her and so she was going to suck up her discomfort and join her. She thought back to the last "party" she'd attended and was reminded of just how out of place she'd felt, like a fish out of water. But she was well-aware of the bad impression many families had over the Abraxas name, and being seen alongside Theory - as an ally, no less - would surely be beneficial to her. So she bit her tongue as any protests threatened to surface, instead focusing on the scenery around them as they made the short trip to the Orchard.

Some of the wolves here were familiar... but vaguely. Hadn't many of them been at the last gathering? Her eyes rested on Lyric for a moment before drifting to the others. They were all so unlike her - so comfortable in their skin, so energetic and confident. It wasn't that she wished she was like them, but she certainly wished she could relate to them at least somewhat, like Theory certainly could. Thalia felt herself deflate slightly, though she leaned into Theory's touch for comfort as she introduced Thalia. She had a feeling no one would pay her much mind anyway, something she'd be content with.