Meadowlark Prairie Skugge

tavina was not prepared for the preparedness of an amethyst gaze. for a long moment she only looked at the stranger. there was no sign of sunsickness; she had disturbed the other for nothing. "hello, i'm tavina. i'm a doctor from akashingo."

she motioned to the great backdrop of the mesa. "i thought maybe you were ill. i was going to offer you water and a place to rest." the stranger's single jet ear was striking against the paleness of her coat. "but you seem all right. sorry to disturb."

but the sesh did not leave just yet.