Ivy was motionless, her face devoid of all expression as she watched her sister. The tattoo's on her face spiraled down her cheek, over her chest and all down the length of her left side. She just looked around, seeming bored in the way her eyes glazed over, obtaining a far away expression that read:
"GET ME OUT OF HERE BEFORE I SCREAM," kind of look. She looked blankly at her sister when she squealed something about her horse. She didn't think to look for her horse, she didn't care for it anymore. It was free. She looked away once again bored after the small thought.
"I don't know, she probably will, you know Chaos," she snorted slightly. "Anyway I met her earlier so she knows who I am and she recognized me right away," she said with a slight smile, the only expression on her blank face.
Ivy was wearing her usual clothes, the thigh fitting leather trousers and the right red vest top that set off the fire in her blood, the fire that was hers. She had red streaks running through her hair today which showed she was not in one of her best moods. She was thirsty and she wanted to hunt soon. She only fed off men though so her emotions were going to be out of balance for a while after.