Greatwater Lake she was covered in leather and gold

She gave him a smile, not a smirk, but a smile at his words. She had actually never been told she was beautiful, and it made her feel a little fuzzy. All she had ever been told was that she was hot, or sexy, or fuck ready. Never beautiful. That was a whole different kind of compliment.

"Well, now that you say that, you are pretty handsome yourself." she replied, echoing the word he used with a smirk, her tail matching the beat of his as she turned her head from the darkening sky to face him again.