<span style="color: maroon">"Mornin', sugah!"</span>Camelia replied.Her words were accompanied by a thin cloud of white, forming different shapes of curling smoke with every word she spoke.<span style="color: maroon">"Ain't enough drink in it to find me yet, I'm a late bloomer, always been..." </span>She grinned at Serina, noticing the young girl was once again enjoying a sneaky cigarette in the hopes of not being caught. Cam had a soft spot for young smokers, she'd started pretty early on herself when life offered her a less boring choice. It had proven to be something that had enriched her life in quite a lot of ways, and she wasn't too shy to share her love for nicotine with those around her that wanted it, passing around cigarettes to those that wanted them.<br/><br/><span style="color: maroon">"What's lil' Slither got in store for us today, hmm? Anythin' I oughta know about so I can get myself a good seat?" </span>Camelia said, sighing as she knocked on the cook's wagon once again.<span style="color: maroon">"Y'all don' think she died or anything, do ya? Tried hollerin' yet?"</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>