Null and Void

A short laugh escaped her maw, echoing through the caverns like bell chimes. She could sense that the girl was uncomfortable in her actions and the shakiness of her voice. How charming! Oh, the fun she would have with this one. It was only a matter of time before the girl wet herself with discomfort, she was sure.

Zajia made herself comfortable and leaned a shoulder against the girl. She saw in those mismatched eyes uncertainty and surprise. With another thought, she allowed her voice to escape her maw once more. "Well aren't those eyes just the most beautiful thing? I'm sure you get that all the time, love, but I just can not help myself. I, too, am often complimented on my own." She boasted and batted her purple orbs at the femme. Another smile crossed her ebony lips and she stood, dipping her head and sweeping her tail in a gesture she was once taught as a youth.

"And how rude of me not to introduce myself! You must think so little of me. I am Zajia Djamila Narmolanya, queen of my kingdom and blah blah blah, formalities. What's your name, pretty thing?" She asked the silver woman. She leaned herself forward, taking another step towards the girl and brushing her muzzle against that sleek and slender shoulder that presented itself so easily to her. SHe was just being friendly...of course...