late vampire post, hello

[misswexler]

[Caroline has been trying to avoid the populated areas of camp and keep to the cornfields or otherwise....people-empty spaces. Everything is a little too loud, pressing in on her, a jangling awareness of people who get too close consuming her attention - their pulse, their smell, their footsteps. In a word, she's twitchy.

Unfortunately, every single noise seems to catch her attention, and she'll jerk back to herself several steps deeper into camp, straying across her self-imposed line. Hasty retreat, wandering path, straying footsteps....wash. Rinse. Repeat.

To anyone who comes across it, it will probably look pretty odd.]