<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=90902.msg3992658#msg3992658">Quote from: ff on 09-12-2010, 06:35:10</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">A raven-haired lady Tymoran halted midway across her traipse through the temple orchard, gawking at the winged cats she beheld in a tree. She noticed then the praying priestess (and her own green eyes lingered for a length of time on Kelsie's chest commensurate with its ampleness), and paused to listen, without speaking herself. <br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>The smile on Kelsie's full lips only widened at the newcomer in her audience, and redoubled when her lovely green eyes lingered appreciatively on her own body.<br/><br/>None of it disrupted her skilled delivery of the dawn hymns at all.<br/><br/>When she was done, however, she flashed the Tymoran priestess a smile, then curtsied too the Tressym.  "I bid you good morning, Mother, and happy birthday to your kittens."<br/><br/>She backed politely around the young Tressym and approached the priestess.  Only now did she give into the urge too let her eyes roam freely over the newcomer's body.  She curtsied, "Well met, neighbor.  These are a bit young for close companionship for another two months, but I know where we can find some other friendly Tressym if you'd like too hold one.  I'm Kelsie."