<div class="floatleft">(https://media.discordapp.net/attachments/547278907636842500/963645797172379718/Ehe9uZRXcAAnjCY.jpg?width=472&amp;height=638)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Sashiko Mirume<br/><strong>Dragon Type:</strong>Shadow<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Image<br/>ate/Time: Friday| April 1st 2050|8:40 pm<br/>Location: Clover’s outlet |downtown | Raven city<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Poppy, Brett<br/><strong>Content:</strong>stuff<br/><hr/><br/>As excited Sashiko was over the sweater-dress, and some of the other clothes she had in the pile, Poppy seemed to be over the moon for them. Brett too, in his own way. Maybe this new human fashion was going to work out better than expected! When she was out of the dressing room, several moments after Poppy was giving her heartfelt thanks to Brett, she was immediately fawned over by Poppy, and Brett it seemed was doing all he could to hold something back. Attention wasn't Sashiko's main concern, and she'd often tell herself she was above needed it... but, it did feel nice to be admired like this.<br/><br/>"Perfect, huh? I mean, yeah, I really do like this one you picked. Feels really nice on..." Sashiko said with a low mumble while Poppy was working her way all around to her backside. The hands running through and giving her hair a little fluffing felt nice too. The two of them sharing that in common, keeping their hair long, and often relatively untamed. "A braid could do. It might keep my hair neater, get in the way less when I'm fighting too. Would one look good for you, I wonder? That dress does so suit you well, in all ways. Lady Poppy looks beautiful in it, no?"<br/><br/>Poppy drew her attention back to Brett with the teasing comment, drawing a sly little laugh from the fox. "Perhaps he does. Has he never been so bashful with just you around, I wonder?" Sashiko asked with a whisper, leaning down closer to Poppy's ear when she did so. And, keeping that forward lean when Poppy mentioned that she's likely to fit in with the humans. "Ah. Are you so sure? I've not seen another woman with purple hair or these." Perhaps refering to the tall fluffy fox-ears atop her head that she just made wiggle, or perhaps her bosom, that went well beyond what might be considered<em>large.</em>"Either way. I'll fit in... more easily. So long as nobody pries too deeply. Uhm." Sashiko looked over her shoulder, in to the dressing room and the two piles.<br/><br/>Once the new clothes were bought and paid for, Sashiko changed back in to the sweater-dress, now that it was properly her own. "Truly, we must find a way to further repay such charity. No matter where, I am sure that skilled hands to craft fine clothes costs quite a bit... Hmm..."