Sunbeam Lair but do not eat from the tree of knowledge

sorry it's short, I didn't know what to say, aha.

Ezimette had been standing on a rocky ridge, just above the grassy highlands below. Her flowery scent must've been caught on the winds, as a voice called out. The now-glossy-pelted woman looked down, finding anothr pale woman below. She drifted down from her place presenting herself to the new one. She smelled of Asterr, so Ezimette was not worried. Her emerald green eyes scanned the female, picking out her features. She seemed to have been in a once-emaciated state, much like Ezimette had been. "Hello there." Her voice was calm, rich and deep, purely Ezimette.