Abigail Hughes

Abigail could hardly help the warm simper on her lips as she listened to that innocent enough teasing of her newest companion, even if she happened to be the subject of such teasing between the pair. A giggle left her lips at Frost's assertion that she would have been too much trouble for Malia, even if this prospect of monkey's largely went over her head. Maybe Frost hated monkies or something? It seemed feasible. Even Scarlett, it seemed was amused by this idea of the petite little woman as a big burly super scary Viking! It was nice, really, how accommodating everyone seemed to be the moment Mr. Frost entered the room. It was like he was the calm to the veritable hurricane the women around him seemed to generate. He was like the center of the storm! She was rather pleased with herself and the analogy, even if Abigail hardly voiced it out loud, the girl easily distracted by her own thoughts, at least, until Scarlett began to hand out gifts. It was super duper sweet, she was certain, that the woman wanted to make everyone feel involved, even though Scarlett and Malia were just as much of strangers as she and Scarlett were! Still, she had gotten candy! It was super duper exciting, at least to Abigail but Malia hardly seemed quite so taken with that gift she was given, inquiring if it was a collar.

Nadya, however, seemed all too quick to jump to the rescue, commenting not only on what it was but too, how it could be used. To draw attention...down? Her gaze slowly drifted down her own figure as if expecting to see something of great amazement that might be worth drawing attention down....to...her stomach? What? A baffled sort of look crossed the young woman's features before her gaze slowly turned upwards towards Malia, hoping that, at the very least, maybe she understood what she was about to go shopping for and whose attention she was drawing towards her stomach. Her thoughts, however, deviated as Scarlett began to speak of that vacation she had apparently been gone on and the places she had been. Initially, it had failed to spark Abigail's interest, at least, until Scarlett went in depth of the museums she had visited. It was the very prospect of dinosaur fossils that caused her mouth to part with awe. "Dinosaurs?! Were they super duper huge?!" She inquired, quite abruptly interjecting in that conversation with both clear enthusiasm and sudden interest. Dinosaurs were, apparently of great intrigue.

Unfortunately, Abigail's presence hardly seemed to go unnoticed for much longer before one of the children waddled over towards her with her own toy in hand. That idle comment that the child was like the very stuffed cat in her hands made Abigail's eyes widen at the very realization that she was the only not super scary predator out of ALL of them. THEY WERE GOING TO EAT HER! At least, such was the thought that lingered on her mind as she stuttered out a reply. Frankly, she was glad to be rescued by Frost as he carefully assure the girl that she too was a were before redirecting the young girl's attention elsewhere. Crisis averted! A soft exhale left her lips before Frost muttered softly to her of those few present that were not predators - like himself. Abigail could hardly help that shake of her head in protest, "But I bet you're something super big and scary still, like....a bison! Or an elephant! Are you an elephant?" She inquired, her hazel eyes intent upon him even though her voice had dropped to a near whisper. She bet he was SO big that all the other weres didn't want to mess with him, even if he wasn't exactly a predator persay.

It was only after Frost had seen to ensuring she was not yet about to bolt from the door that the man turned his attention back to the rest of the pack, inquiring if Scarlett had eaten yet. It was kind of sweet, that they all ate together, an idea that Scarlett seemed quick to agree to. However, before even a thought could cross her mind to leave, the young woman was already being invited to partake in dinner. Malia's eager inquiry prompted a slow nodd from the girl, at least, until Malia mentioned bad luck. Oh no. "Is it really?!" Abigail questioned, fully believing in her new found friend only for that nod to turn far more firm. "I can't have any bad luck so I promise to stay for dinner." After all, Frost had suggested Malia would show her around, right? The mention of ribs however, prompted an almost blank stare from the foreign girl. That culture she'd grown up in had hardly consisted of eating ribs. Frankly, the idea of non-meat sounded far more appetizing. "Oh, thank you." She responded, making her best effort to be polite as she stood, fully intending to follow the group into the kitchen.