Neverwinter Forest But we see it, the rest of us. And we lie.

There is more of that where that came from Belharra purled confidently, sashaying up the slope so Asmodeus could get a good glance at her swagger (and tush). 

She smiled at him coyly, but those eyes were glitter hard. Asmodeus intrigued her - dangerously so - but Belharra was wary of going down that road. Staying at an emotional distance was better, for her anyway. Stowing those thoughts Belharra shook out her ruff and sampled the air. It was cold, thin, and faintly tinged with ram. Gettin’ closer. She remarked, scratching at the snow where the scent was concealed.