Let the Festivities Begin

Imperia wasnt a fan of festivities, seeing them as boring things. He never saw reasons to celebrate, she felt disgusted with such happy, strawberry things. Thick red blood bathed her face and neck after a hunt she went through, a hunt to catch food for the festival, this was her wicked way to support or contribute to what she saw as stupid. She owed nothing to her family, but she still worked her ass to follow up her duties and obligations as one of them. He didnt have the time nor the energy to clean herself up when the guests began to arrive, but well. She lifted her shoulders in indifference to how others might see her. Leaving the deer's corpse in there she approached her cousin, cold eyes under the crimson face. "There." He pointed at her price before setting somewhere to just watch.

"hello"