Two Eyes Cenote Aimless direction bound through

That well-postured sit broke into a lazy one. Neck aching, back burning. Used to it, yes, but there was a certain relief that came with not being so upright. Both eyes sat hesitantly on Eset when it happened, and when the bite of teeth did not come, a stare.

Breaking gaze, the imp's bottom lip pushed up while many thoughts seemed to take an electric course across her mind.

A smile then formed next and the idea grew on her! "Yes! She'll go out then and prod around. Maybe there'll be tall, dark and handsomes!" Spinning around a red petal on Eset's floor, thinking, thinking, thinking! Tall dark and handsomes to spoil her rotten! That was a much better outcome, anyways, then being riddled with teeth marks and blood; though, maybe that was not so bad, either. Tricky. 

Oh well! She'd figure it out! Then, the woman spun on both heels with a mischievious plastered on that inked maw, and glitter across both ghostly eyes. "Leave it to me!"