Honeyed Pasture mayday

It's all good! lmao sorry for rude ass Connie ;3;

Unlike her counterpart, Conquest was as cool as a cucumber. While the other got defensive, Conquest could feel the breeze on her skin and it felt... nice. She even took a casual sniff of the air and caught a bit of the other's scent in the mixture among the dying plants as autumn was coming to an end. Winter... she quickly wondered what that would be like, was it as cold as the day of her birth? That was all she could really remember of her youth. 

Oh yeah, she had company. Her eyes snapped back at the woman who spat an insult in return and shrugged in response. Conquest wasn't really one to go about thinking she was hot stuff, or attractive really. Was she too big to be considered pretty by most looking for a mate? Did that even matter, she wondered? Nothing. No, there was nothing anyone could do about what they were given appearance-wise. It's why I stared. She explained simply.