Dragoncrest Cliffs Caught in the undertow.

Two of the patches were smoothed over and Indra intended to tear a third free from the flowers, arrayed in the same triumvirate design as the altar in the pit. She was reaching for the next cluster of stems when a voice crept from over her shoulder and as soon as she heard it, the black of her gums was hidden; she was bolting upright and licking her lips as nonchalantly as possible.
This was waylaid by the whale-eyed expansion of her eyes.
The other girl could've been a mirror image to Indra. She was a little taller (maybe because she stood with confidence while Indra hunched), and at her feet was a small bouquet of flowers.
oh... The girl murmured, looking at the mess of flowers she'd left discarded in so many piles; she moved as if to tidy them, but was really hoping to hide those bald spots.
Indra felt an uncomfortable heat rise to her cheeks.
I can go -- somewhere else...