[Moor]
"Waterfae."
At this point, the pale woman sits up, and smiles at Paisley.
[Tsiln]
It rubs against her hand like a cat, apparently quite pleased with being petted.
[Moor]
"Waterfae."
At this point, the pale woman sits up, and smiles at Paisley.
[Tsiln]
It rubs against her hand like a cat, apparently quite pleased with being petted.