We're All Just Dancers, On The Devil's Dancefloor

Ocean blue eyes watch Lothaire, the red woman enjoying his company and the banter he offers. He does not take offense to her words and Keahi offers him a relieved smile, she had truly worried that she might have offended him. The gentleman’s next words pull another, happy laugh from her and she nods her red head, saying, “Touché. But, between you and me, I still need an excuse to use when I offend others.” A playful wink is given to the male as her eyes glitter with mirth and joy. His next words have her raising her eyebrows and she readies herself to try and persuade him further.

However, after a short pause, he accepts her offer and the tension that had been building in her shoulders suddenly releases with a relieved sigh escapes her mouth. Looking at Lothaire, Keahi explains, “I thought I might have to try to convince you further. The Armada took me in when I was new to this land, helped me get back on my paws and, I loved it so much, I decided to stay.” Offering him a bright smile, Keahi smoothly stands, gesturing for him to join her, as she says, “Come, walk me. We can talk about ways to repay the kindness and, on the way, I can tell you more about the Armada and our way of life… and, you can flatter me with more of those honeyed words.”

Eyes gleam with laughter as red woman waits for Lothaire to join her before pointing the pair toward Armada lands and slowly beginning to walk.


"Keahi Mogotsi"