There were few times that Helley would purposefully interact with a large room of people but a masquerade dance was a wonderful opportunity. She liked the smell of some people. It was strange, yes, but how people smelt was a keen insight into them for Helley. More than anything she fancied a new plaything. That guy she’d met not long ago had been interesting but a bit of a bore. He clearly had issues but she was not one to judge, she was sure she had far more issues than the entire room combined, still she was here, wearing an actual dress and actual high heels, though they weren’t exactly shoes, more boots. Well definitely boots, long, knee high black leather boots. She intended to have fun tonight and Helley was only ever comfortable in some kind of boots.

The first place Helley stopped was the snack bench. She had a mouthful of this and some of that and barely chewed her food, a bad habit she had taken on from being a wolf once a month. She then grabbed a couple of drinks, knocking one back and feeling the buzz from the blatant amount of alcohol that was in it. She placed the glass back down, leaving it wherever and she wandered about the room looking for someone she could play with. There was a pretty looking girl with dark hair in the corner with a red dress. Helley quite liked the look of her. Her mask covered most of her face and Helley suspected she was a bit of a wallflower, not used to anyone taking much notice of her, well Helley might just change that for the girl a little later, no one would be going near her for a little while so Helley figured she have a little more fun with someone a little more available and willing for fun.