Tagging: Ebony and Lilliana<br/><br/><div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/e5/ce/8b/e5ce8b987492371393d6e849dc5fed56.jpg)<br/></div><br/>Lyra giggled when Ebony released the bottom of her robe, letting it fall over her slender legs again. "You're such a tease, Ebony, you know that?" She hugged the taller woman's strong arm and gave her shoulder a playful bite. Immediately after, she gave Lilliana's calf a light lick.<br/><br/>"Where to, you ask?" she repeated. "Well, I'd like to hear where Lilliana would like to go, but if she doesn't have any suggestions I might say the art gallery might be a good place to go. So many interesting sculptures in there." Lyra thought back to the last time she was in the gallery, seeing all the marble, ivory, and granite statues in that place, so perfectly-carved with magic. Then there were those which had been carved by hand, which were surprisingly more impressive, and not just because they'd been made naturally. Some artist who'd donated to the cabal had managed to perfectly replicate the way a silk robe both clung to the feminine form and blew in the wind all at once. Lyra couldn't imagine someone being so gifted that they made such beautiful works by hand, and yet it had been done.