Black Morass xo tatted all over

Well, no point in hiding now, she was rather compromised.

Eh, she could adapt.

Envy stepped out of the bracken, scrawny figure snaking forward and quickly moving to shorten the space between them. Bold indeed.

Beady eyes of vivid crimson looked over the other woman, something between ogling and studying; like she wished to peel away the pieces of her, layer by layer by layer by—. She would quickly shake the unsettling shroud that so often looked over her, trading it for something more friendly, a jarring switch of demeanour, stark as night and day.

Hellooo! She greeted, almost musically as she bowed forward, like a whelpish invitation to play, her tail swished through the air once and then twice. I'm not here to cause trouble for ya. I was jus' followin' the scent of those pretty plants'a'yours. Eyelashes fluttered appeasingly.

She could apologize. She didn't.