Two Faced, All the Same

The foot steps of another would have the russet woman looking around, her serenity shattered. Verdant eyes would rest on a vibrantly colored woman, her pelt the color of blood. Words would fall easily from the strangers dark lips as she seated herself nearby. A brow would lift curiously, did this stranger not fear attack or hostility? However, the russet woman had no interest in starting a fight today. She remain in her languid position, emeralds watching the woman.

"This place is a little slice of heaven it would seem." Conversation flowed easily off her tongue. Limbs pulled beneath her, carefully placed so she could rise quickly if necessary. "And yourself?" She would return the question to the stranger. Her position would shift slight so that she faced the red woman a little better. "Im Sibelle."


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