even if i lost the fight
Aisha was absolutely jealous, that her Starboy had kissed Safrin, shared such an intimate moment with the goddess herself. A woman as ethereal and beautiful, as exuberantly powerful as she, what's not to love? Her eyes widened as the feathers appeared, lips pursed and curved into a smile as she marveled over the colors, "I'll be, sugar, I'm fuckin green with envy," her lips parted to cavalier grin as she leaned back, pressing her index finger to her glass and pushing it back to him as if to ask for more.
Thinking back to the fangs, and how those couldn't possibly be partially shifted from a bird, she tilted her head slightly, intrigued by her fellow attuned, "What other shifts has she given you?"
Thinking back to the fangs, and how those couldn't possibly be partially shifted from a bird, she tilted her head slightly, intrigued by her fellow attuned, "What other shifts has she given you?"
you should've seen the other guy
AISHA
