LadyYunaFFX2
Pulsar
- Joined
- Nov 1, 2012
- Location
- Boone, NC
Giving an anxious nod, she allowed herself to sit on the couch and contemplate. She still hadn't quite figured out what to do regarding her dance. Damnit what do I do?! Panic was almost beginning to overtake her as she found herself clueless. And with time ticking away, it wouldn't be long before the others showed up. The first hint of guests showing, with the bear, hinted she truly was getting lower and lower on time. She swallowed as she fought the urge to cry out in frustration.
As the other women walked in, she couldn't help but begin to feel ... a bit plain. The sight of the flowers in their hair added quite the nice touch. Tch, could have at least done yours or something ... She scoffed at herself, standing as more and more people began to arrive. Even as she got to her feet, though, she still wasn't quite sure what to do. Even while watching the women for a bit ... it would seem pathetic of her to copy them. Well, to her it did. Even if the men didn't mind, she would.
Then her eyes caught the fireplace as she thought back on her words regarding how the pack seemed like Native Americans. Finding a space and ensuring she wouldn't accidentally bump into one of the others, she allowed her eyes to close; partly to calm herself and another to help her remember. She had watched a few videos in school on how Native Americans often danced ... and as her mind recalled the patterns, her body began to slowly - steadily - mimic them. Her eyes remained shut for now as it helped her temporarily forget others were watching her. Like she had told him, she wasn't used to doing such things for him. But by even going through with this to begin with, she hoped that alone would make him very proud and happy.