Jade Fern Grove your vag like grandpa's cabbage

Kessa had followed, without many inhibitions. The thought that she might end up somewhere worse than the Ghiscari Graces never entered her mind. She was subconsciously relieved to have someone to follow, happy to have something to give her a sense of purpose.

The other two were nice, though she didn't speak to them. Perhaps they would put the pieces together themselves and realize she could not hear them. 

Seeing the question leave Sriracha's lips, Kessa nodded exaggeratedly. The coywolf wandered amongst the area, sniffing at interesting spots as she passed.