Firestone Hot Springs i'll check in tomorrow if i don't wake up dead

Another arrived, and she took another step back. This one, however, was female, crafted of caramel and sand. Her ears pressed forward once as she spoke, then fell back again, as she stopped her swaying and fell still. For a moment after the woman spoke, there was no sound but whispers and wind, until finally she simply said "yes."  She took a wary step forward again, gaze on the female, for she seemed kind and good, and did not induce the wariness that he had. Her gaze fell onto the male once, twice, flickering to him to make sure he had made no move, deciding then to trust in the woman.