Ocean's Breath Plateau spring cleaning

thanks! yours is nice too! a grin, though she hopes eventually he could throw her lifeline and give her a nickname to use.

it'll have to wait however, as she begins to collect the wares he desires. deerskins i got plenty. i have enough to make a herd of rugs. she speaks quickly yet jovially as her body pivots and moves between the wares so smoothly, one would think it was natural for her. those antlers are a great pick, her little ones can even teeth on it if they'd like. she sets it out for him gently on top of the skins, careful to not clutch too hard so as to dent the fine antlers.

now the more obtuse orders, those get her brows to knit. well, something that's shiny and from the sea. she moves between her collection, scrounging through the treasures. you can go for this one. she gently offers a peak of it to machiavelli — it was a dark shell that was shaped almost like a fang with a slight iridescence to it. it's like a rainbow was burned into it! i found it while walking off a full belly one morning. i have other shiny shells too, but none of them as unique as this one. iiana nods assuredly, fully confident in her words. white shells are always pretty, though. easy to find too!

next one. warmth and gold. it gets iiana pouting her lips as she returns to her search. well, that's a hard one, hah! hm. i have a couple of orange-colored conches, could that work? maybe something pink. she grumbles mostly to herself before presenting him with her selected options. 
lastly, iiana offers her smile to him. but if its something you want to share your feelings through, then it's best you pick it.