Like a puppet on strings

She would lie there, letting the breeze play with her soft curls as they ruffle side to side, giving a nice bounce. Desire? was well aware of the cacophony of alerting noises, her triangular ears that lay atop of her crown swiveling to detect where this stranger was, but then the splashing in the waves would give it all away; and how the efforts of the purple nymph was on ground zero. With a moment to spare, Desire? would lift half of her body up right, staring at the placid man bathing in the waters. Her small tiara would twist to get a better view, while her thick lashes pat together lightly. with a smile musing upon thin lips; she would take her stand, stretching her long legs before venturing over towards the waters herself. the two small paws would ooze slowly into the crystalline liquid, but she would venture no further.

If she was of another sort, her interests would have been entirely on him- such a handsome face he had, but her attraction for the woman who dines in red was far to strong, and it seemed no other could replace her prize. " Hot?" She cooed under her breath, the calculated; sultry calls tingling against narrow ears. Her tail would flick against her heels, as she wonders what he was thinking, and why he was here. " Beautiful isnt it, this place? Desire? Carmel, who are you." If it wasnt for her calm, european accent, The purple babe would of sounded rather demanding, but yet being within her presence can always cause uncertainty.