Well, alrighty Aphrodite.

Cendrillion was exhausted. She was tired of having to dodge around wolves tall enough they didn't even see her moving around below them, tired of trying not to get stepped on and frankly she was tired of the noise, of the smells, her mind was overworked and though she'd managed to win herself a nice little souvenir she wasn't exactly sure what else she even wanted to do. Get away from the sensory overload for a bit was probably a good start. The tiny young woman slipped away from the crowds, feeling herself breathe easy for the first time since she got here. She just needed a place to settle down so she could sort her thoughts and figure out what to do next. Soot marked paws carried her while her mind moved elsewhere, so much so that for probably the first time in her life Cen failed to notice someone else before she got close enough it looked like she was approaching them directly, after all it was easy enough for others to miss her but everyone was taller than she was, she didn't have that luxury.


"Oh!" She squeaked, suddenly aware of how close she was to a total stranger, backpeddling suddenly. "I'm uh... sorry." Her voice was soft, and she ducked her head shly. "I wasn't paying attention to where I was going."

"Speech"