When he first spoke she smiled, maiden was an odd term for her to hear it was altogether odd for her to hear herself being referred as such. She would have blushed had it not been for the plush grey fur covering her cheeks. 'Hello' she replied, bowing her head slightly and brushing her fringe to one side again. A common trait for the usually shy girl. Her pumpkin orange eyes swooped over the man's body and she found herself biting her lip to keep the budding shy giggles away. Odessa lowered her eyes when he spoke in what she assumed was Egyptian, Arabic, what ever they spoke in his home land. She had no idea what he was saying, but he had reached for her and butterflies fluttered in her stomach. It was a strange feeling for her, because she'd never felt the same way before. She lifted her eyes up and smiled shyly.
Odessa smiled back, yes one of those kittens would be going his way. 'I'm glad to see you too she said, twirling her hair in her fingers. 'What are you doing/' she asked curiously. Where was he heading? Odessa wondered if this was a potential recruitment for Salsola, because Odessa could see he had many uses. She knew he was a former slave, and perhaps he would be able to join as a proper member one day. If he wished to of course.
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