Moonspear White

After a while Lele's solitude was broken by a tall and handsome intruder. She had probably seen the man around, perhaps, they had exchanged polite greetings or fleeting glances, when passing each other. Her gaze lingered on his face, taking in the details and then went quickly over his body. While she was not looking for anything in terms of a partnership, she would not deny herself the pleasure of admiring a well-built specimen. 

"It's good," she agreed. "Makes you appreciate, how small and insignificant you are," she went on with the small-talk. "What's your name?" she asked.