[ Saya takes two slow steps closer to Nenonen, moving with the slow grace of a stalking predator -- no intention to harm anyone, it's just how she rolls when her instincts are activated. She smiles lazily at them, feeling a bit overwarm, a bit pleasantly bleary. ]
A new kind of flowers, I suppose. That must please you.
[ Her red-gold eyes dance as she watches them. Her hands flexing from the urge to touch, fangs aching with sudden thirst despite knowing that their blood isn't for drinking. ]
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[ Saya takes two slow steps closer to Nenonen, moving with the slow grace of a stalking predator -- no intention to harm anyone, it's just how she rolls when her instincts are activated. She smiles lazily at them, feeling a bit overwarm, a bit pleasantly bleary. ]
A new kind of flowers, I suppose. That must please you.
[ Her red-gold eyes dance as she watches them. Her hands flexing from the urge to touch, fangs aching with sudden thirst despite knowing that their blood isn't for drinking. ]