Memory lane up in the headlights
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Word Count → 482 :: For J and Val. <3 Edit: Btw, backdacted to the 28th of June, please?


Selena could have never dreamed for the mansion to be like this; only last night, or more like a few hours ago, did Ezekiel told her about this place and the greenhouse next door. She had thought about going to the nearby building that held the scents of all sorts of plants, but decided on finding a room first. If she remembered correctly, her leader had told her that there were plenty of free rooms to spare, and she swore last night that it was going to be the last time she was going to sleep on her bag out in the forest. As she approached the building, it was much grander than her expectations. It was odd, how this clan kept catching her off guard, but she somewhat like the sense of not knowing what was next, like it was some sort of thrill waiting to happen.

None the less, she let herself into the giant house, though she made sure she was quiet as to not disturb if any were still in their own beds. She thought that perhaps it was late enough in the day for none to still be asleep, but she did not want to take any chances of waking one of her clan member or otherwise making them upset in any way. Selena quickly walked pasted the front lobby, only taking a moment to glance around the room, and into the entertaining hall. The mansion was much vaster than the Black thought, though this only probed her curiosity further as she spotted the staircase and walked up their steps. Though she had saw wings that contained rooms on the first floor, she was more interested in a view and a place where the sun can hit her face early in the morning to wake her up.

As she reached the top of the stairs, she looked down into the east wing with curious, powder blue eyes; one of those rooms would certainly fit her requests, since the sun rises from the east, and there was a good view of the D’Neville garden down below. As she entered the hall, she silently opened the first door that was lined up, hoping that there was no beings in there that already taken the room. But, no yaps of annoyance greeted Selena, or any other noises for that matter besides the creak of the door or any scents that told telltale signs of being claimed, so the ivory-coated coyote entered the room and left the door wide open as she inspected the place. It was little dusty, yes, and could so a bit of a spring cleaning despite it being summertime, but other than that it was perfect. With a smile, she unhooked her heavy bag from her shoulder and dropped it on the bed, sending a mushroom cloud of floating dust, and started to rummage through various things.

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The snake will always bite back

Selena Black
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