Light of My Life
07-28-2015, 09:05 PM
(This post was last modified: 08-18-2015, 06:38 PM by Lillianna.)
serpent plains "Vaaaaaiil," the young woman called, nosing around the den in which Vail was born and was being raised. She had a surprise for Vail - no, not a surprise, Lillie corrected herself mentally. Vail hated surprises, thanks to Lillie. No, she had a gift for Vail, a nice little gift. Well. It was only snakeskin and some really pretty feathers, but it was something, right? Speaking of those gifts, Lillie turned to grasp them gently in her jaws so she could set them down before Vail before they hopefully went out to play. It was cloudy out, so maybe Vail wouldn't do that dirt thing that Vail hated so much. Vail was beautiful; it was terrible she had to do that when very few others did. But, maybe over time she would come to resist it when her fur is thicker, and covers her skin more. "Speech" thoughts |
Note: Lillie has scars over her right eye and down her cheek. She also has scars under her chin and on her jaw. Her tables and art will most likely not reflect this. Unless it is specified otherwise, assume Lillianna is accompanied by her companion.