Hoshor Plains Don't feed me, I will come back

the woman was a small, slender thing, no bigger than nephele herself when sized up. she was pretty enough, though a bit boney for the viper's liking. they would need to fill her out in the coming months, get some meat on her bones to make her appear visibly more fit than what she was now.

"that's me," she responded to the eager question, a curious glance given to the girl as she circled about. she made no move to remove herself from the woman's sudden invasion of her personal bubble, though did offer up a tired yawn.

"mm, yeah, for a bit. been out making nice with the neighbors," she revealed with a roll of her shoulders, a glance given in the direction where envy had pointed off towards. "so what made you want to join yellowstone? or did my husband smooth talk you into joining," she asked with a half laugh out of her own amusement. she couldn't imagine arktos smooth talking anything, he was far too gritty and wrangler-like for the sort.