<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, Tailors<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Tailor's shop<br/><hr/><br/><br/>The name, Larien, meant nothing to her but she understood the comparison. If Nilofer thought the woman serious then it could have been for a number of reasons. Perhaps she was more conservative than others of her race. Still, something more compelling caused her ears to feel as though the lightest twitch went through them. As predicted, the young dragonness could not resist another question even if it would likely drive her Peranos guide insane with annoyance.<strong>"Elves live in the water?"</strong>Fascination could be heard in her voice along with the faint sparkles of it in her eyes. Her rarely used imagination whirled at the possibility of something between Cirven and Nilofer in appearance with the added fins of a fish.<br/><br/>An Elffish.<br/><br/>As she waited for her answer, she held the dress tightly to her breasts, openly admiring its subtle beauty. It was one of the first times she ever displayed an inclination towards hoarding. Her fingers lightly traced up the stitching as Nilofer slightly defended her mate from the prospect of death even if it was merely just speaking it. She could not help but chuckle at the title 'black hearted shrew' since it reminded her of something her mother with say but with more disdain and hatred. Something told her that Cirven and Nilofer would come to love each other as most mates did with the passage of time. Her eyebrows lifted when Nilo suddenly stopped speaking in  the middle of her sentence, leaving Safiya with unsatisfied curiosity. Even if the Peranos woman was much different than her, she could nearly feel new windows of thought opening in her mind...Some without her permission.<br/><br/>Even though her new acquaintance removed her hand, Safiya still could not help but frown about being touched. It was not the fact that the action was done but simply not being used to informal touching. At the nest, there was always a reason, and part of her did not like not knowing the reason behind Nilofer's touching and friendliness. Mostly with her siblings, it was due to the need for warmth in the middle of the night, and even then, it was done begrudgingly. There were some dragons who she found trustworthy. Ky being one of them since she never seemed to want her for another other than the occasional companionship. Was that the reason why Nilo wished to touch her? In an effort to ease whatever tension she might have placed unintentionally between them, Safiya pushed aside her own reservations to briefly touch Nilo's hand as she passed by, following the tailors.<strong>"Thank you."</strong>The words were genuinely spoke with the hint of the smile.<br/><br/>A few seconds later, she was alone with the tailors, completely unsure of how they wished to ensure it being a perfect fit. Maybe they held some type of hidden talent. It made her feel a bit more wary after seeing the look in their eyes.<strong>"What do you need to make sure it fits?"</strong>