Breath pale against the numbing air, she blinked thoughtfully as the frost patiently kissed her face, captivated by the soft, dusty illusions of light that sat heavy on her ebon, long eyelashes, acting like a veil, protecting actuely beautiful visage. The world around her seemed like an unfinished painting. So much of the canvas was still perfectly white, as if waiting for the artists hand to return on the canvas and continue his ministrations. The morning light struggled through the murky cloud, but even in its weakness it was enough to blind. Her mile-long legs were gracing against the earthly terrain; so keenly traced, by the lengthy delineation of delicate toes and sultry, burnt siena nails. Long, sharp as their avian curves cut razoring angles amidst forzen thrashing snow.
Before long, violet gaze encrusted with specs of gold and orange came to fall upon a distant silhouette. Inhaling, her chest raising with the deep, life-giving breath; her scent, she could almost taste it if it weren't for the snow and its chilly breaze. Definitely female, that is as much as she could tell. The woman curiosity was peaqued once again, with nothing to lose she rotated her reptilian bodice and sinisterly loamed towards the creature. As the Egyptian Goddess descends towards the mortal she seemed eerie, her graceful posture, one could swear she was floating; wretchedly divine was Nephthys, borne of hell and seductive rapture. Her tail remained curled upon her slender, feline spine. Her pheromones were not in full swing, it was odd but her heat seemed to have stopped earlier yet she still emitted and air of power, dominance and strenght, one that demanded respect; she was one that was seen.
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