Aglow

Morwenna couldn't help holding her tongue between her teeth as she grinned mirthfully at Kaija's near fall into the pools after trying to snap up her tail.

"My type?" Wenna responded, leaning in and looking up into the matching wildflower eyes of the husky woman. Hmmm... Could she see a hint of trepidation? Hadn't she been flirting this whole time? The touches and tugs? The flickers, the glances? The tail trailing and teasing comments?

"What type do you think I'm into? What kind of type are you into?" Morwenna stepped around, gliding gracefully to encircle the powerful tusked woman. Did Morwenna truly have a type?

The glow set the scene beautifully, the blue light falling around Kaija like an ethereal magical gilding of her edges. Her strong muscles cut as if from black marble.