A pair of glowing blue eyes were just visable from underneath the Camero the man had been working on. The owner of the eyes froze. 'A great big white tiger?' thought Delilah a slight shiver ran through her. 'aren't they supposed to be rare... and indiginous?' She slowly let out a breath. there was no way her tiny self was gonna scare that thing, so she decided to merely sit under the car and hope to high heaven it didn't eat fox, and wasn't in the mood to stay amongst the cars for a long time. She shut her sapphire eyes thinking 'maybe it wont see me?'<br/><br/>'Ahhh" chimed in a nasty little voice in the back of her mind. 'but nothing's stopping it from smelling you'  She narrowed her eyes 'stupid sub-concious' She sighed and shifted back into her human form to dilute her scent, just a little. Figuring it was impossable that the creature couldn't smell her or hadn't heard her by now. She began yoga fire breaths to calm herself down. As she did so Her hand hit some metal pipe or something "SON OF A-!" she cut off the yell before it was through and looked down at her hand. Blood. Perfect.<br/><br/>"and now I am dead" she muttered slinking out from under the camero and sitting against the wall. The ONE time she'd messed up yoga, and it was costing her, more than likely, dearly. She ripped the bottom of her jeans and began to wrap her hand and wait to be eaten. She'd thought this would've been the perfect hiding place. Someplace to sleep until the rain had passed, not the place where she was going to be killed. She gave a sigh. Hopefully the mechanic didn't come back very soon, or more than one innocent life would be had tonight.<br/><br/>She also hopped the mechanic didn't take to leaving his doors unlocked like that all the time, other wise some far more unpleasant characters could find their way into this cozy little... garage. He looked like a nice enough guy, the way he'd been talking to the girl as they'd driven away was, a breath of fresh air for her. No one had ever spoken to her that way. Except, her mother, and maybe Sam, when he did speak.<br/><br/>Her hand flew to her throat and she sighed. Did they get the news station from.... where the hell was she anyway? would she be on national news? Would they recognize her after all theese years? She tied off the makeshift bandage and looked around her wet hair sending small droplets flying and making tiny 'tink' noises when they hit the camero.<br/><br/>She stood slowly thinking that she wouldn't mind getting a little wet, and sending thank you's sky ward that the tiger had either fallen asleep or decided she wouldn't make a very good meal. She walked to a blue door with a circular window and saw the mechanic and the woman had made it back and the woman was standing glaring at the bushes.<br/><br/>She slunk down leaning agianst the door. " Shit" she muttered thinking to herself. 'I take back the thank you's' as she waited to be discovered.