S C A R L E T T .
Scarlett continued to hold her poise, her night-fur blending into the shadows rather beautifully. As she watched the scene unfurl before her an eyebrow twitched, the only movement that dared to stir in her seemingly time-stilled body. Her eyes were ice-cold, yet ablaze with a violet glow that flashed and danced from the darkness. She debated whether or not to show herself, because she felt no legitimate reason to. It would be stupid of her to reveal her presence in such a situation- There would be no loss nor gain. No trouble nor mischief would be stirred up, but no peace would be conjured either. So here the felupine crouched, watching and waiting for her time to rise.