Rouge sighed as she left the room her mother had been talking to her in. Why? Why did any of it matter? Rouge didn't care about ruling, she didn't want the power. Of course, no one cares what she wants. However, she does care about her people. The clan needed her, and she'd show them she could do it, even if she didn't want the power. Rouge sighed again as she entered her room. She quickly changed an sat at her window, looking out into the surrounding woods. 'It'll be a long day tomorrow.'<br/><br/>Rouge glared at the outfit in front of her, "I'm suppose...to wear this?" The servant behind her sighed for the fiftieth time, "Yes Lady Rouge. It is tradition." Rouge sighed and nodded, "Fine. but this is ridiculous." She quickly stripped out of her nightclothes and eyed the outfit. The servant grabbed the first piece of clothing, an open gray skirt connected to a pair of short trousers. Next were the leg coverings, both blood red and covering her leg from ankle to knee. Rouge glared at the next piece. A gray corset with red fur trimming and bones. She ground her teeth as it was tightened around her torso, her breasts almost bursting from the corset. A set of bone belts held onto the sides of her hips. Black lace up sandals were tied onto her feet. her was done into several braids. Blood red arm coverings were tied on as well. She stood and sighed as she left her room, tying her daggers to her thighs and a small silver string around her wrist. She walked down to the grand stair case to see her mother waiting by the doors for her. "Are you ready?" Rouge nods, "Yes Mother." She nods back and takes my arm, leading me out the now open doors. Outside, a crowd was in the courtyard and her father stood atop the steps, a piece of red fabric slung over his arm. Rouge came next to hi and looked out at the crowd. "Princess Rouge. Heir to Vampiric Throne. Today, you begin your first hunt. Your goal, is the Blood Crystal. To be found in the Pines Forest, within the Needles cave. Do you accept the terms of your hunt?" her father begins. "I, Princess Rouge, accept the terms of my Hunt," she answers. "Then I, King Tyrion, give you my blessing and wishes for your return," he shook out the red fabric from his arm and Rouge stepped in front of him, "With the power, given to me by the gods, I bestow your hunting cloak on you.  Red, for passion and your name." The red cloak was swung around her shoulders and clipped in place with a small silver pendant. She bowed and turned to the gates. The crowd separated to allow her to walk. She walked quickly and confidently down the stairs and through the crowd. She stopped at the gates and raised a fist. The crowd yelled support and she walked on, into the forest.