[So Derek's guardian - whatever that is - is making him go to this stupid ball. Derek, in turn, is making Cora go and while for most girls that probably wouldn't be a big deal - most would even be excited to - Cora hasn't been to a formal event since before the fire (which basically equates to "ever" in girl years), and she has no idea where to start in getting ready.
Especially when staring down the racks and racks of dresses.
In fact, while she can run at alpha werewolves who could easily kill her without breaking a sweat, the idea of that much chiffon, lace and other fancy materials have her looking seriously intimidated when really, they're just dresses. The worse they can do to her is be something she could trip over. But they're probably the scariest thing she's ever seen mostly because handling this feels like something she should know and she doesn't.
(For not the first time, she misses her mom. She misses Laura. It's not as though she doesn't miss them all the time, but it's moments like this that bring up a sharp pang of sadness that becomes hard to shake because she should have someone to help her with this, and she doesn't.
Alternatively, she also wishes Lydia were here, because she knows she would just take charge and get this done without Cora having to really think about it, but that's another set of feelings entirely.)
She takes a deep breath, before taking a tentative step forward, hand raised as though she's about to start combing through the rack, before hesitating and letting her hand drop again. Really, where does she even start?]
for mary jane }
Especially when staring down the racks and racks of dresses.
In fact, while she can run at alpha werewolves who could easily kill her without breaking a sweat, the idea of that much chiffon, lace and other fancy materials have her looking seriously intimidated when really, they're just dresses. The worse they can do to her is be something she could trip over. But they're probably the scariest thing she's ever seen mostly because handling this feels like something she should know and she doesn't.
(For not the first time, she misses her mom. She misses Laura. It's not as though she doesn't miss them all the time, but it's moments like this that bring up a sharp pang of sadness that becomes hard to shake because she should have someone to help her with this, and she doesn't.
Alternatively, she also wishes Lydia were here, because she knows she would just take charge and get this done without Cora having to really think about it, but that's another set of feelings entirely.)
She takes a deep breath, before taking a tentative step forward, hand raised as though she's about to start combing through the rack, before hesitating and letting her hand drop again. Really, where does she even start?]