Maybe I'm too old for you

Shiro had taken to going on walks and occasionally runs through the park, not out of any desire to become faster, just something to do, perhaps their cat instincts becoming more prominent. Today she was on a run, her arms and legs pumping as she circled the park, her sneakers were perhaps not made specifically for running but they served that purpose well enough.

As she ran she spotted someone, a girl her age, not one she recognized either, slowing to a stop, she'd give the girl a friendly smile. "Heyo," she'd say, standing and stretching, "haven't seen you around before, I'm Shiro."

They'd step just a bit closer, "whatcha reading?" she'd ask, in her usual friendly and playful voice, though recently it's been a bit more down since she started taking up her more moody goth persona.

"Oh just a bit of exercise, wanted to see who I bumped into too," she'd chuckle just bit, "only been here a few months so I'm still kinda wowed by the kind of people you get to see here." Dragons, werwolves, there was just so much variety here.

They'd chuckle a little, "for example, today I ran into a cute girl who likes to read," she'd say, flirting just a little with her. "So I'd say it's been a very successful trip to the park."

She'd hum a bit, "reading is fun, been a bit to bust to do much of it lately though." The cat shifter would lean back just a bit, "whatcha reading," she wrote some, a hobby of hers, one she greatly enjoyed, mostly short stories that she very rarely showed anyone.

She'd grin playfully, "afraid I can't, talking to a pretty girl is too fun," she'd continue, finishing her cool off stretches, and smile. "Thank you Mallory," she'd say, her face flushing a little at the compliment, she was goth, lots of dark colors which probably made her look paler than she actually was, but she was a lovely girl.

Taking the offered she'd gently scoot close to look at the burn, "you ok?" she'd lift her new friend's arm up just a bit, making sure it stayed in the shadows and looked the burn over. "Vampire?" she'd ask, looking to her, "does it hurt bad? I can run to a shop, get you some cream or something to help it."