Blackfoot Forest French Revolution

she was snow and chocolate, the woman who called them. stifling a bit of irritation that so many women, each more and more lovely, now crowded aaron's ranks, for how was she to compete? yet claudia trotted alongside madeleine, who brought her swiftly before the stranger. "bonjour," the redfurred woman greeted her her usual cool appraising tones.

claudia stepped forth then. "i am claudia, and this is madeleine. what is your name, mademoiselle?" she would try to be polite, for aaron's sake.