Wilde Rose had received the invitation, and though she hated social events she knew this was not one to not attend, she was smart enough for that. It was imperative that she attend, so with the heavy sigh the gangrel dressed herself in her best which was practical at best and certainly not something to wear to anything too important. Still it was not like Rose had any form of fashion since or knowledge of style, neither did she care for it.<br/><br/>The girl was still a little wild and her sire had embraced her for her feral streak, that much was apparent.<br/><br/>The approached the place with the large dog at her side, if he was refused entry then she would certainly not enter herself. After all he was better company than most vampires. Rose knew though that she had to play ball to some extent if she was to be allowed to stay in the City. The gangrel had already fed on her way here to this place, she wanted to leave nothing to chance.<br/><br/>Thus a tall lean and rather dishevelled young woman with a most beautiful if feral visage entered fallowed by something that looked as if it were more wolf than dog. Rose for now had no wish to socialise and her demeanour seemed to radiate it. She was waiting now for a polite time to just leave this meeting, because as far as she was concerned it didn’t concern her in the slightest.<br/><br/>Her sire had taught her enough to survive in these situations, in the fact he had told her to always look for exits.<br/>