Dragoncrest Cliffs I think I left my conscience on your front doorstep

Aminthe was distracted by the stick for some time, but she grew bored of it easily, as she tended to do. 

Suddenly the woman was much more interesting again. The seastar abandoned the stick and jumped up. She threw herself at the lady's soft chest and began to chew on the hair, grabbing large mouthfuls and yanking back with all of her weight. It was fun, and she would do it for as long as the nice lady allowed.