Don't tell, or you'll miss (O)

[Elisa Luz]

The library was empty, as usual. You can hear nothing but the faint sound of stamping, that in which comes from the library herself as she punches in the stamp across cards and books. Elisa had no idea why, she never liked to pry, even if that mean't just sneaking a glance over at the librarian. Prying was something much hated to Elisa. Prying, Gossiping, Rumors, they were seen as a disease of some sort, one of those that never leave you, hence the reason why she took such good care to steer away from it.

As usual, Elisa was found in the library every early morning's, just before the sun came up. It was a peaceful time. Not many of the fledglings are found roaming the library at this time, most taking the advantage to nap or in the process of sleeping since it neared the time for the sun. Elisa found the sun less of a hassle than her fellow fledglings, due to the fact the she was a Werecat and not a baby Vamprye.

She shifted uneasily against the tall, tormenting bookshelf, sighing out loud and closing the copy of " Catcher in the Rye" that laid in her books. She never much cared for reading, which was found slightly ironic since she spent much of her time in the library. To be truthful, she was there just for the peaceful aura the library had. The reading was just another activity to do besides napping. she wasn't much fond of the particular book either. Holden Caulfield, the main character of the story spent to much time thinking in Elisa's opinion. He thought to much on anything and everything. Sensitive was a word she would use to describe him. Too sensitive. Complained about everything, but oddly, Elisa continued to read the book. There was something in his complaints and way of thinking that had Elisa still reading. Slowly, but surely.