What Does The Mirror Reflect?

The woman appeared at last, showing herself to be a creature made of shadow, smoke, and dying embers. Resting her chin on her chosen rock, Alis observed with interest while the other woman looked back at her. This lady had to be close to Alis' size, and built like a fighter. Good, fighters were far better company than the meeker sorts that made up other types.

With a catlike grin down at the smokey woman Alis laughed, "Good, if I was a damsel in distress I'd happily be my own knight in shining armor. I think I might look dashing in something metallic and shiny, what do you think?" Batting dark lashes over crimson eyes, the lounging wolf did her best half-assed 'heroic' pose while still laying down halfway in the water.

Goofiness aside, she sobered and eyed the other curiously. "So what brings you to this lovely watery haven? Looking to cool off, or going somewhere?"