InsaneJournal

Who: Henn & Soren
Where: Casa de los Wolfpack
When: Now-ish
What: Henn's gone pounce-y
Warnings: Yes. Very yes.

Henn had known this was coming, she always did, but like usual she didn't know exactly when until it hit. She shook herself when it did, disentangling herself from what she was working on, twisting her hair up off of her neck, feeling too hot, emerging from her lair in the back parlor to take a look around the house, see who she ran into first.

At that particular moment she was still in her PJs, a nightgown for once, black, of course, printed with tiny winged skulls.