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Sage watched with a happily bemused smile as the silly russet girl beside her continued to wiggle her fingers and toes childishly. She's so cute! she thought, amused at the drug's effects on her. If only she favored this over drinking, Talitha's demeanor had changed from dramatic melancholy to a light-hearted and silly one. Maybe Sage was biased, but she thought this one suited her much better.
"You look like a Lykoi," Talitha commented highly.
Sage paused, a thoughtful look on her face, considering the worth that comment might hold in this girl's eyes. Her smile broadened, her head bowing slightly. "Thank you..." she trailed off, vaguely holding out a limb to examine it's appearance wistfully. The significance of her appearance was certainly one of the qualities in herself that even she admired in herself. She was not often selfish, but she was allowed to be honest with herself. Sage thought that she was quite the good Lykoi, and hoped that she projected such. She knew that her sisters all considered themselves to be Princesses, and wondered if she might be worthy of that title, sometimes, too.
"If the stripe on your nose, and the fur on your back switched places, you might look closer to Lykoi," she mused, giggling, though hoping that her tone was light enough for the woman not to take any offense from this comment. Sometimes Sage's mouth ran faster than her thoughts, and she failed to remember how sensitive she was about it. "but I think you're just lovely how you are," she finished truthfully, after emptying the joint into her lungs and discarding the remains. She trusted the Earth to take back it's own.
With a pleasant sigh, Talitha seemed to collapse from exhaustion, gently landing against Sage's small frame. Sage supported her easily, though, and the russet girl's tail thumped a wag.
"You smell nice, Sage." she said, inhaling the Earth child's scent.
Unsure how to respond, the tanned girl simply smiled and rested her head against Talitha's softly, allowing her body to relax as much as it might, staring out at the porch's nice horizon view with sun-colored eyes as the clouds drifted lazily by.
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