[Oh my, what a sweet summer child mortal boy. Pink lips curl up into a smile, and she does absolutely nothing to maintain any decency (although her long hair seems to conveniently censor the most important bits. Handy!)]
Oh, I wouldn’t know, Dear. [She says, voice dripping with sweetness, although her eyes are sharp. Like a predator debating whether she wants to play a little or show mercy. She casts a glance over her shoulder to the little tent she’s called her own,] They’re not mine, although the little dragons on staff seem to think otherwise.
[She pouts,] I just can’t turn them down, their little faces are so sweet.
:> I only have sexyface icons
summer childmortal boy. Pink lips curl up into a smile, and she does absolutely nothing to maintain any decency (although her long hair seems to conveniently censor the most important bits. Handy!)]Oh, I wouldn’t know, Dear. [She says, voice dripping with sweetness, although her eyes are sharp. Like a predator debating whether she wants to play a little or show mercy. She casts a glance over her shoulder to the little tent she’s called her own,] They’re not mine, although the little dragons on staff seem to think otherwise.
[She pouts,] I just can’t turn them down, their little faces are so sweet.