Under the Trees

Winder's eyes are gold, but no big deal. Maybe Mara just didn't see them well! :P

“Lovely to see you again, Mara,” Sidewinder replied, smooth as silk. “What were you doing with that stick?” he asked, glancing to the aforementioned object casually. She was certainly a young thing, no more than a year or two old, though perhaps some of that had to do with her petite size. Still, she was clearly filled out, a woman grown, and had a certain innocence about her that pleased Sidewinder. Perhaps she would make a good ally... or tool, depending on the circumstances.