Rose watched on, the truth was she was not wholly well versed in such gatherings save for the basics. Of course on arrival to the City the gangrel had announced herself but after that she had avoided the politics of her kind, she knew they played games and that was not her style.<br/><br/>However all that said and all that thought Rose had a curiosity about her and wanted ton know why she had been invited to this ‘event’ as for the most she was left alone and that was for the most how she liked it. Yet that was not always the way to be, for even though Rose would tread the path of a lone wolf sometimes the call of the back was strong.<br/><br/>It was then she approached a little closer to some of the others, the dog remained close which was indeed a comfort. She moved then to someone that was perhaps recognised, or at least did not seem like one of the elite. She spoke then, Rose had a soft low voice, much as her soft footing upon the earth was. “Excuse me…do you know why we are all here.” Likely one such as her would not be told or at least would not be told the truth but it never hurt to ask, and ask without making some clandestine song and dance about it.<br/><br/>The gangrel’s nostrils flared a little she spoke her pale eyes were ever watchful and they seemed to glow a little in the moonlight, as an animal might.<br/>