<strong>Rose</strong><br/>The low growl continued as a frown passed across the young and somewhat delicate face of Rose, her brows were knitted for the person still spoke in a somewhat confusing manner that the gangrel could not quite make complete sense of what this being was saying. She it took her some time and concentration to get something from it. Though of course Rose had absolutely no idea what interest this one might have with her. Certainly the gangrel was not one that would be considered power of her kind.  Though apparently her bloodline was strong she was still somewhat young.<br/><br/>“You still use too many words, and I not understand why you interested with me.”  She paused then mulling these words over in her mind. A witch? Rose knew nothing of magic, thought there was some truth in the fact if one practiced such arts it would surely make a mind sick.<br/><br/>Yes Rose had been accepting of her new life she liked the simplicity and thus she believed her own mind she had everything she wished for. Though to run in the sunlight again might be pleasant, it was not a great craving. Remaining where she was she spoke again, “So why you come to me, I not know magic. You tell me straight an simple.”<br/>