<div class="floatleft">(https://cdn-images-1.medium.com/max/1600/0*2417MxeUm-jF7zrp.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Rosalyn Mitchell-Halliwell<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>March, little after midnight.<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Halliwell Manor,  Kitchen<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Casual streetwear (https://www.polyvore.com/rose_mitchell-halliwell_work_clothes/set?id=232871523[/URL)<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Anduin, Max, Elias and her family<br/><strong>Mentioning:</strong>N/A<br/><strong>Content:</strong>heading downstairs to investigate all the big hubabaloo and what it's about<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Standing to the right side of Anduin, just barely two to three inches back, Rosalyn eyed the new whitelighter and the rest of her family that were present as well... she subtly pursed her lips as she looked around for whomever Anduin could have been talking about when he said 'people that shouldn't exactly be here'... did he know something they didn't?<br/><br/>She thought about asking him out loud, but... what if it wasn't something he wanted advertised until he'd made certain of his suspicions, he likely wouldn't appreciate her making a scene or sparking up a panic. Best to keep quiet about it until Anduin himself said something.<br/><br/>Looking towards the new whitelighter again, Rosalyn gave him a kind and friendly welcoming smile, seeing him and Tempest made her wonder if their meeting had begun as awkwardly as hers and Anduin's just had... although Tempest was a tiny bit more on the confident side of things than Rosalyn herself was. She admired all the qualities about each of her cousins that made them all so unique and special.<br/><br/>Especially Victoria, she glanced over at the caramel skinned woman and smiled with great love, Victoria had been everything for her ever since the death of her mother at the hands of that wretched spider demon twelve years ago. Rosalyn had only been six years old and Victoria didn't hesitate the moment Rosalyn was brought to the house to take her and begin treating her as if she was her mother or her big sister rather than just her cousin.<br/><br/>Oh hey, there were three new whitelighters? Kamea's whitelighter perhaps?<br/><br/>Shaking her head to put her back on focus, Rosalyn gazed between the whitelighters, waiting to hear what was so important.