When the price is right...

She came swiftly and with a sure gait, a renewed energy in her steps that had not been there in a very long time. It was obvious that something had changed and that there was something significant that had injected the contagious bounce into her earthen-pawed step. The woman's bright pelt was visible through the matted mangroves as soon as she came within five or so yards of the duo, the fiery hues stark in contrast with the mangroves' pale pastels of green and alabaster. Wiry muscles rippled under her fur. Jupiter felt grand today.



Celestial eyes of brilliant lavender fell upon the two and she observed the night and day of her company's contrasting pelt, sweeping forward in an attempt to give a very light brush of greeting along Aurora's rightward side, a smile upturning her obsidian lips in an expression of contagious positivity. A chuckle bubbled, deep and low, from her larynx, setting the base for the lyrics that dripped afterward from her maw.



"Jupiter Illiadis, at your service," she crooned, tone strong but pleasant as the greeted the stranger upon their borders. After a moment, she stepped away from her Gravita and shook her head, lowering her dial ever-so-slightly. "My apologies, I didn't mean to interrupt." With bright eyes laden with brilliant curiosity, she turned her gaze back upon the obsidian-pelted woman before her, audits pressed forth to listen, waiting for anything and possibly everything to be said.

"speech"