Seaside Moors Come join me. My garden needs tending.

Her deep chocolate eyes fell on the other, a girl with a pelt of fire. Sure, her pelt of cream was beautiful, but to have a pelt like a fox was superb. She admired the woman for a moment, before stepping out to greet her. She strode to the side of the other, stance open and amiable, her chocolate eyes without malicious intent. "Hey" she greeted the other, gaze rolling on the rolling hills and crashing shore. "Nice view you've got here. I'm Fluer." It was an open, perhaps too friendly greeting, but Fluer had been without companionship for a while.