Redtail Rise kouri

the sensation was odd. tickling. assuring. mireille turned her own face on a whim and began to smooth the other's face as well. at her hips, the red tail swung with blessed joy.
mireille too was grateful that druid was willing to move on. "do you only be explorin' today? or — what brought you?" and she hoped it was not half so tragic as her own reasoning.
she inspected the root of a yellow loamflower.