Trinity gazed around the front of the mayors home, a soft sigh of exasperation passing her lips as she pushed through the front gate. This place, all these people starving and here he was living like a king with his animals and warm home. Then again perhaps she wasn't any better. She'd felt the gazes of the people, she was an outsider, a fey, and on top of it a witch with a strange bird always hovering nearby. As she approached the front door she pulled the bell, hearing it sound softly inside.<br/><br/>Pushing her hood back she gave a small shiver and brushed her hair over her shoulder as Madryn took flight to circle the home. She thought on the people in the streets and wondered why a state of emergency had not been called. In her village, before the attacks, her people always cared for one another, perhaps humans were different. Perhaps they simply did not care. She tilted her head as the door opened her eyes fixed upon it in determination to speak with the mayor.