Kelly's eyes widened at the intricate needle work.  She reached out for Lupo's arm.  "May I?" she asked softly, brow wrinkling in curiousity.<br/><br/>IF permited, she traced the outlines of the colorful dragons, one collor at a time, with deft touches from hands that could bend iron and snap steel.<br/><br/>"Amazing," she whispered.  Reaching down to get a better look at the coyote, she traced it delicately, smiling at the fine workmanship, then straightened up and found her hair brushing Lupo's open V shirt, ending with her face so close to the other girl's, she could taste her breath.<br/><br/>Kelly's blood ran hot.