Here goes

Absinth was greeted with a smile, the girl much bigger than she and so much more pleasant. Both in appearance and in manner. Her eyes like bright blue rhinestones, her face an asymmetrical mess of beauty- golden symbols catching her attention for a moment before she was pulled back to the eyes of this ethereal girl. Absinth was in awe, oh most definitely, but she shook off the stun and drew a bit closer- in a non-threatening manner of course. “You ever heard that saying, the eyes are the windows to the soul? If I had to say what your soul looks like- yeah… heaven- if there is one. Got a name?” She purred in marvel, eyes flitting up  to those horns, tinged blue, and the charm that dangled- danced for attention. Maybe she didn’t have a name, maybe she had a series of noises not found on earth that were supposed to be a name? Would her ears fall off if she heard it?

She had quite the hobby of noting every detail of these strange looking wolves- for there had been none so unique in her homeland; that land of gray and brown and white and black and nothing else. “Is that normal around these parts? I’ve been meeting some interesting looking folks, but horns is batshit.” Absinth wasn’t aware of how vulgar she may have sounded- and even if she had been there wasn’t much she was willing to do about it. “Where does a lovely creature like you come from? I’m a fucking toad standing next to you.” Damn. Absinth stood squarely in front of the other girl, a grin peeling her inky lips apart and she nearly began to count every spot and speckle the chick had on her.
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