08-01-2018, 06:54 PM
↠↠calloused paws carefully climb over the muck and moss covered branches and stumps that block her way. la'miyla isn't too keen on the grime that rubs off on her paws, and much prefers the soft sands of sunhaven compared to tanglewoods irradiated air. though its the people that keep her from leaving them entirely. the redneck hospitality sure is warm and cozy once she got used to it. it seemed not everyone was too keen on it either, but they all dealt with it in their own terms. she wished the trees could uphold her weight, but unfortunately she was stuck below in the sticky mud.
like anima, the ivory woman and her sisters had been lost upon arrival as well. they had been on the path to finding a beach but had unfortunately made a wrong turn along the way. though it appeared the winged beast here was... waiting. perhaps she had already known of the customs here, a knowledge she and her sisters had lacked upon entering the swamp. though she couldn't recall ever being scolded for it by anyone.
"la'miyla caralho, though la'miyla is the first for me. you may call me mimi, for short" she introduced as she strolled toward the two females. her pierced nose twitched slightly at the outside scent of the 'wood, enjoying the break it gave her nose from being stuffed with the swamps musk.
"you're more than welcome to stay, as stocking said. will you be needing anything else?" her caramel colored eyes couldn't help but remained transfixed on her wings. she was a bit jealous, wondering what sort of experience it was like to fly. their lovely medic had torn away her concentration, and she couldn't help bt roll her eyes. "men." she practically spat, her tail lashing. "never know when to shut their mouths or stay in their place."
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like anima, the ivory woman and her sisters had been lost upon arrival as well. they had been on the path to finding a beach but had unfortunately made a wrong turn along the way. though it appeared the winged beast here was... waiting. perhaps she had already known of the customs here, a knowledge she and her sisters had lacked upon entering the swamp. though she couldn't recall ever being scolded for it by anyone.
"la'miyla caralho, though la'miyla is the first for me. you may call me mimi, for short" she introduced as she strolled toward the two females. her pierced nose twitched slightly at the outside scent of the 'wood, enjoying the break it gave her nose from being stuffed with the swamps musk.
"you're more than welcome to stay, as stocking said. will you be needing anything else?" her caramel colored eyes couldn't help but remained transfixed on her wings. she was a bit jealous, wondering what sort of experience it was like to fly. their lovely medic had torn away her concentration, and she couldn't help bt roll her eyes. "men." she practically spat, her tail lashing. "never know when to shut their mouths or stay in their place."
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