Rapunzel screamed at the puff of smoke that appeared in her and Mother's living room, dropping the candle she'd been holding as she ventured out of her room for the night. She resisted the urge to bare her fangs as she usually did when startled, her hands flying over her mouth. Her bare feet quickly slid back as fast as she could, hitting a wall. Grabbing helplessly to find something to defend herself, she brandished a candleabra and held it like a baseball bat.

"Get out!" she squeaked, with as much might as she could muster. Her eyes were set determinedly, which wasn't much except that they were unnervingly dark-- a start contrast to the long blond hair curtaining them.