i'm wasted wasting time

The mystical Siren would stand there, still completely awe stuck at the womans silken red. Though, one should not be surprised at the most unnatural outlooks, seeing as she dines in purple. It was as though the gods deemed fit for them to meet; two women born to be different, to collide and grow as one. A smile would tug on the edges of her lips, falling comfortable in place. De would not deny the pull she felt towards the unknown Nymph, her appearance alone seducing to the eyes. She'd slyly move closer, barely a meter away. The scent of the ruby woman though, appeared to be claimed, by a pack she knew nothing of. " It seems the gods have deemed you worthy; your a splendor to my eyes alone, m'belle." She'd coo, her thick lashes patting together.

Her triangular ears would turn, listening to the womans raspy voice, Desire?'s gaze greedily looking upon her, unaware of her pregnancy, there was barely a bulge to be seen. " Im Desire? carmel and no war has won my love." She'd chuckle, the motion tickling at her blood kissed lips. " Would i have the pleasure of having a name? I do hope you wont be leaving so soon." She'd surely hate that, to see a goddess walk away from her grasp, to have the possibility that she may never see another quite like her.