Iktome Plains she only knows that tonight

a near bump is more like she'd been attacked from behind by an already jumpy woman. through the stalks of grass a yelp rings out, followed by clattering of all that she carried.
who the hell goes there! wild, her body thrashes as she looks for her attacker. instead, she finds a pretty face, and her brows unknit — shame, they could've made a fine tapestry.

her lashes like flapping butterflies, the woman inspects the fine jewel that stands between dancing blades of grass. ..my.. she flusters, and finally gives the woman some space. i'm so sorry- hahah! i thoug-thought you were something else..! with a laugh, iiana scoops up her wares, never daring to break eye contact from the beautiful lady in front of her.