Luneshale Pass [m] body right teeth white knife sharp gettin'

The little bird approaches with swaying hips and a thrumming heart. No longer the nervous girl she had been upon arrival; no, no, not at all.
Khusobek was to be thanked for that. Perhaps he would be next she sees him.
Sphinx, she purrs quietly; I've been sent to you as a gift. he is watching and she knows it. She brushes close, smooth and yet coy. Her lips turn in an undeniable smile, eyes hooded sweetly. I've brought you berries, and I've prepared a routine for you. Only him; only his eyes.