Julianna had had quite the week. A darker, more dangerous side of herself had surfaced, that however, was a delicious discovery she was thouroughly enjoying. She had heard about the festival but had been busy with, other things...however, a little fun and frivolity was definately in order after the torturous last few days.
A costume party was just the ticket, and she hadn't dressed up since...well, to be honest, she still hadn't gained enough of her past memories to be able to answer that. But she was sure it had been a long time.
The image of what she wanted to dress up as popped in her head with barely a thought. Red. But not your typical sweet, innocent, impressionable little Red Riding hood, a Red Riding hood with more bite than the wolf who pursued her.
A smirk played over her features at the thought, silly silly wolf.