too hot (hot damn)
Attention would slowly shift to a presence in the cavern, a petite girl with herbs locked in her jaws and a stunned expression on her face. A quizzical look would cross the features of the femme for a moment, but it evaporated just as quickly. Right, she looked funny to these natives. A small smile was offered, and she approached the smaller female slowly. Crown would fall between her shoulders, pale amethyst gaze locked upon the other. "Zdravo, mladi eden." She murmured softly, smiling gently. She was feeling calm today, contented. The presence of another would be welcome, despite the annoyance of her inability to speak with anyone who lived in these lands at all. She would halt a few paces from the lass, watching her expression. It was always a worrying thing, meeting the natives. Some dropped to their knees in awe, others were threatened by her presence, and some questioned her status as a deity. It was getting irritating, but such things couldn't be helped, it seemed. Blinking a few times, she waited patiently. This little one wasn't so little, though she still wasn't near the celestial dame's own immense stature. She had very pretty eyes, too. Akin to her own, in a way. Though, her pelt was far from exceptionally beautiful. This place would never cease to amaze her, with it's bland wolves who still varied greatly in coat. They were simple, but no two seemed to be the same. A strange kind of oxymoron, but she had grown used to it.
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