<div class="floatleft">(http://25.media.tumblr.com/d3d54e1575e8c9d8df68779f5d609eab/tumblr_mg9sd2vDgp1r976s2o1_1280.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Safiya<br/><strong>Current Form:</strong>Human form, Haas<br/><strong>Players Nearby:</strong>Nilofer<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Nilo's house<br/><hr/><br/>Even though Safiya would not admit it, she could not help but hear the truth in Nilofer's words. Thank whatever mercy out in the world that the female could not read minds. The dragoness knew it would hang over her head for as long as they were around each other. She found herself looking down at her figure, hidden completely under what she now perceived as a plain dress. Safiya managed not to blush when Nilofer began to unexpectedly compliment her figure. Still, she managed to shock her with that mouth of hers.<strong>"I do not see the reason why someone would feel the need to look for my nipples." </strong><br/><br/>She listened as Nilofer began to talk about Hadrian's relationship with his mate. From the sounds of it, each mating was different rather than being universal within each pair. It sounded reasonable enough.<strong>"I am not sure if I would be capable of sharing. Its already difficult with items easily replaced." </strong>Since she was young, Safiya always suffered from what her mother described as a mine symptom. Perhaps it was due to some of the more precious items within her nestmates being low in number. Either way, she was not inclined to sharing with others without some important reason behind it.<br/><br/>Quietly, she took in Nilo's village, taking note of the way their homes appeared to be both different and similar at least from the outside. Then she noticed the type of clothing other elves wore. She found some designs tasteful, vibrant colors with elaborate stitching, while others were just downright repugnant. Part of her worried a bit about the tailor but she did not hesitate to go inside when they arrived at the door. She paused in between the frame to listen to Nilofer's request. The way she said the words made her smile then laugh slightly. The Peranos made it seem as if she might die if her choice of clothing lurked in the same category as her current dress.<strong>"I will try to pick out something...pretty."</strong><br/><br/>The tailor's store turned out to be full of all types of fabrics and even the occasional fur. All of it was draped across wooden tables to display the finery for those who would take it upon themselves to enter. Safiya's curious nature reared its head, not willing to be ignored this time. She touched and rubbed her fingers against all of them. Still, she was critical of them as well. The extremely bright colors went against her nature to hide rather than stand out from others. Yet, she felt drawn to colors that reminded her of springtime. Lilacs, pinks, and delicate blues. There were some dresses already made so she drifted over to stand in front of them. One called her more than the others. She liked how the fabric looked against her skin when she lifted an arm to place alongside it then it seemed light enough to allow her quick movements. Her nose wrinkled at the long part which looked to be held on an arm or something. Could it be trimmed away? She also wanted it to be versatile. Maybe an addition of the pants Cirven wore...underneath the dress.<strong>"What do you think of this one (http://images4.wikia.nocookie.net/__cb20120523115806/spartacus/images/thumb/5/59/Ilithyia01.jpg/290px-Ilithyia01.jpg)?" </strong>