Aftermath: Rook & Sthelada
The Gangrel seemed as shaken by his lover's distress as the Toreador had been over his clanmate.
Sthelada nodded. "There seems to be a lot of that going around in New York," she admitted. All of her fellow hounds and the sheriff showed well for all their clans.
Then she realized she hadn't offered her name or asked his or his lover's. "I'm sorry," she muttered. "I'm not used to being visible around others. I'm Sthelada."