Clara's POV
I was pacing the room as I let my thoughts run wild. It didn't take me long to case every possible exit from this room alone. Which was only two, the window and door. Though the window looked like it was protected by some high-tech bull shit so that's probably not going to work. I'm not really wanting to run away at this moment anyway, I want to speak with Godric. I'm freaking out and it's not helping that I don't know what's going on. Closing my eyes and taking a deep breath I take a minute to consider the best course of action and to calm my nerves. When I opened them my eyes widened as I watch the white kitten's form change to that of a small girl, she has short light blonde hair and bright green eyes. I collected myself quickly and retrieved the blanket to wrap around her, she immediately launched herself into my chest, wrapping her arms around me and sobbed. I could feel my own eyes beginning to tear up, "It's okay sweetheart. Your safe now."
"T..thank you!" She managed between sobs. I hugged her back and waited in till she calmed down, trying to keep myself calm in the process. I wanted to hunt these bastards down...
After awhile she calmed down and moved to sit on the edge of the bed. "What's your name sweetheart?" I asked her, It didn't feel right to refer to her as White Kitten.
"My name is Thea." She said so quietly I hardly heard her.
"Thea?" She nodded after a moment. "That is a beautiful name. My name is Clara."
"Clara I'm scared."
"It's okay now, the only threat to us here has been dealt with by my vampire." That came far naturally than I would have assumed it would have... laying a verbal claim on Godric like that. I couldn't help getting embarrassed the more I thought of it. "How old are you Thea?"
"I'm seven!" She announced proudly. "How old are you?" She asked.
"I'm eighteen."
"Wow that's old!" She smiled and in the same breath said, "I hope I turn out as pretty as you when I grow up.
...Geez kid... "Well thank you but I'm sure you will." I will ignore the old comment. I guess I better go ahead and ask, "Thea where is your family?"
"It's just me and my brother Owen. He went to go find food and told me to stay put..."
... "Where's your parents?"
"They are with our grandparents in heaven."
"Do you know where to find your house?"
"Owen and I don't have a house. We travel."
"...Sweetheart, how old is Owen?"
"He's eleven." The door opened and I turned to see who it was, I guess Godric must have heard our conversation cause he tells us, "We'll have to get you something to wear and go find your brother. Clara, is it alright if we talk later?" I smile at him.
"Of course. Thank you Godric." I couldn't help noticing that he seemed stressed. Getting up I went to him and hugged him. He tensed at first but then slowly returned the hug as if he was afraid to spook me or maybe hurt me. "I'm not afraid of you." I told him quietly.
