(Oh; I think I described her as just wearing a basic shirt.)<br/><br/>Altar of the dragon's eye...the title sounds important, but she doesn't think she's heard of it before.  "So there's not a catch?" she clarifies rhetorically with a smile.  In any other case she would be even more wary about this, but she's so hungry and the girl so perfect...  Her stomach growls audibly as her eyes rove over her willing prey, Synys absentmindedly licking her lips.  "In<span style="font-style: italic">that</span>case..~"  The predator opens her mouth wide before shutting it again over the other female's head, tongue moving and layering her prey with saliva with a mind of it's own, and pulls starts to swallow down the strange offering, throat pulsing around the bulge already in her neck.