Boartusk Heights [ffm] [m] luna rosa

The man of cream and coal was incredibly massive. She did not think shr had ever seen a man so large in all her life. So many of her bloodline were tall, thin, willowy, fitting the role of a sleek and smooth vampire well. It was obvious, he was different. 

Same as Soleon, who her pale lavender gaze flickers to now as she sits proper at her Mistresses side. His uniqueness was more in his coating, then stature. He was such a very sweet and pretty thing, wasn't he? Tonight she might finally have a taste. 

Reyna speaks and Paloma's attention remains on the two men while her ears were swiveled into her Mistresses direction. When she began to speak in spanish, the handmaiden quickly and quietly slipped to Soleon's side, relaying her words with a whisper to his ear. 

Once more, she flutters to her Mistress, arching around her backside until seating at her other side. Her eyes flutter up to Basìlio - leader? Her Mistress certainly did impress. Her eyes dance to the boar tusk then. Paloma had used her teeth and tirelessly pushing back and forth on rock to sharpen the tip well. They would bleed effortless this night.