Though she was extravagantly grateful for the welcome from Niro and her tour of the main residence of her new pack, Caspa was relieved to find herself a secluded and small room on the top floor of the Chien Hotel. She needed to collect her thoughts, and she'd grown a little too used to solitude on her long journey. She spent a few minutes absentmindedly removing every embellishment left over from human residence, from decorative wall ornaments to wires. Inside a building's four walls seemed like the perfect place to shelter from the last remnants of winter, but that didn't mean she wanted a life of luxury. Simple had done her fine all her short life. Then she sat leaning against the wall, letting the biggest meal she'd had for a good few weeks go down. Her head slowly bowed over her knees until it seemed she was entirely asleep, and then her eyes snapped open and her head jerked up. To sleep in the snow was death! She leapt to her feet, brushing at herself with her forepaws, but when the white powder didn't billow out she lifted her head and stared around in confusion which faded swiftly. Yes. Cour Des Miracles. She was safe, inside, sheltered and protected.
The adrenaline boost from her dazed delusion had left her a little breathless and no longer in the mood for rest. The snatched moment of company earlier had whetted her appetite for more, but there was a nervous edge to the thought of company too. She couldn't get too comfortable until she'd encountered a larger sample of the others - she had only met a single member, and though he'd sounded enthusiastic and already made her feel at home, that was no indication as to what the rest of the group would be like. Niro had definitely been an encouraging person to meet, though. Maybe he was still somewhere around, she thought, it would be good to continue their acquaintance some time. So, still a little travel-stained and with eyes even more sunken than usual through tiredness, Caspa sidled through the door and glanced from side to side, trying to remember which way she'd come in and which were the rooms pointed out to her as occupied. To play it safe, it was probably best not to open a single door until it was certain what lay behind it. Upon wandering for a few minutes, this seemed to narrow her options down to going downstairs, so she descended, her coat's leather hem flapping against each step.
