Firestone Hot Springs here's the truth

Once more, just like before, she was spotted. August's body tensed as she waited for the angry, snapping jaws to lunge at her and bellow that she leave. But that did not happen... rather, the voice that reached her was one of gentleness and the other woman showed the signs of submission, signs that she herself had opted to showing, tail tucking feebly between her legs.

It was a greeting that reached her ears, and the maiden was hesitant still for a moment. After a few nervous heartbeats, she finally spoke up, but her sweet voice was shaky and not confident in the slightest - it was a voice rarely used, for it was uncommon that she opened her mouth to speak. Most of her communication was in body language alone, her only drive being to follow orders. But she had nobody to order her around at the moment. "Ah... h-hello, m...miss."