The drip, drip, drip of some fluid is the first found she can hear a strange far off noise, as if she is listening from a distance. She feels cold as if she has slept a long time out in the snow, watching the flakes slowly drift from the sky to the earth around her. Time seems to move so slow her mind doesn't form actual thoughts in the form of words it's more like impressions, concepts of feelings. The room is pitch black, at first she thinks her eyes are closed but her heavy lids blink so they must be open. She turns her head looking for light, but sees none, she breathes in smelling something that is almost familiar, when she tries to place the scent her mind shudders and goes blank. Something must be very wrong if she can't remember hearing a light rustling sound she turns her head in that direction, clothing, her mind gives that much up identifying what she hears. The little hairs along her arms stand up someone is close now, she doesn't understand the darkness, why the person can see without the light. Her mind doesn't help her this time as if it doesn't care, she is remarkably calm, but panic does no good she will learn what is going on eventually. A warm voice breaks into her internal musings, and this is fine it's the hand that touches her that causes her to for some reason recoil from the contact.
" Your alright now, it's ok, you were hurt and managed to get into our house, I'm a doctor I treated your wounds. You've been out for a couple of days since we found you, and we aren't sure how long you were here before that you were in pretty rough shape. My name is Carlisle, can you tell me what happened there must be someone looking for you,
we could let them know you are safe."
It takes time for her mind to make sense of these words, the name Carlisle sparks the dim memory of heat and discomfort,
followed by peace. It was the peaceful feeling that kept her calm, she tries to make her eyes focus on at least a silhouette,
an outline of this speaker but there is nothing. Her confusion doesn't bother her it's as if she is snuggled under a thick blanket, she can't see anything outside of the blanket but it's comforting to be here. She wonders what response to give, finally she just shakes her head, not speaking not really feeling the need to. Another scent invades her senses, this one is different it carries a scent of, feline, her mind gives up another answer. The new voice is less compassionate than the first as if it is bored with the interruption of being here, she can here the buzz of their low conversation not paying it much mind.
" She hasn't spoken can you pick up anything from her mind Edward?"
Strange that picking up things from her mind, she blinks some more trying once more to force her eyes to adjust to any form of light. The second one speaks she puts this voice with the name for future remembrance.
" Her mind is strange Carlisle, it's not so much thoughts as concepts so I can't get much," his voice sounds sad for some reason with his next words. " I think she's blind the primary thing that breaks the surface of her mind the thought of light, she is trying to see but theres no light."
She remains serene, blind it takes some time for the meaning to sink in, has she always been blind, her mind one more shudders as if remembering the past or what she was before this moment is forbidden territory. This should alarm her a small part of her mind recognizes that fact but the blanket over her mind makes it seem alright to not know. The first voice, Carlisle doctor her brain supplies, breaks into her mental wandering once more asking a question of some importance.
" You can't see, the fever must have damaged your mind before we arrived, it will most likely be permanent. Do you know who you are, do you have a name you can remember?"
A vague far off sound reaches her from deep in her mind, a strange voice speaks one word in answer to that question. Her mind bucks and heaves at this intrusion, as if a strong wind catches the blanket her mind hides under trying to get in and under to her. The second voice, Edward her mind adds in, repeats the other voice like an echo as if he heard it speak within her head as well.
" Kitten "