<div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">OOC</div><div class="spoiler_body"><br/>I must apologize for the delay in my response. RL, computer and scheduling have made posting this week unusually difficult. Hopefully, it'll be fixed soon<br/><br/></div></div><br/>Anna glanced back and forth, from the trail to the tracks and the river and back to the trail. As she had crossed the river once already and her clothing was still wet from all of the shipwreck and the swim, she was loath to cross back to the other side again so soon.<br/><br/>She bit her full lower lip and without thinking, loosened the neck of the tunic and revealed more of the swell of her breasts under the wet material. It was hot and even though the clothing was drying slowly... being replaced by sweat, she was sure, the top clung to her breast and her nipples were hard from the rubbing of the material across them. Gowns were designed to conceal such things and didn't move much as you walked, but the unbound mounds coupled with the tunic had not been unpleasant, but she worried about actually meeting someone in her current state.<br/><br/>She squatted to take a closer look at the tracks... she wondered if they were shoed, or bare feet.. if they looked human or were some creature that she would rather not meet at the moment.