Tuktu Weir june bug, the weather breaks

Thin? Her? This seemed to be news to the gaunt hybrid, or she effectively behaved as such. Her eyes widened again and she, with a small gasp, looked down at her chest and then shifted to look at her belly, glance over her own hips, and wrap that whip-tail around her haunches. As much as she wanted to snipe back with a comment, Kratha couldn't formulate anything quick enough - Stephanie was jolting to another topic, which would save her some sass.

I just thought you had a UTI or somethin', she jested, head tilting and ears flopping. That was a lot of piss. Not that I was attracted or anythin', uh, now she was just digging a hole. Taking all her narrow feet and shoving them in her proverbial mouth. Restarting this bit! Uhh, I didn't mean to invade or nothin', like I said, I was just happy to find you.

Cue another grin. At least this time the blood had been cleaned from most of her teeth, so they were more of a dingy yellow. That was better, right?