The woman seemed to doubt her compliment, though Ksen wasn't sure of the inner workings of her mind. " Yes, very pretty. Angel hair, burning eyes. " She said with a smile, feeling foolish. Were the the only compliments she could say? Right now, her mind was blank. The russian took a moment to subtly look over the others figure, true, she seemed smaller herself but she was very beautiful. A nice creamy pelt color, striking eyes, and wild untamed hair. She seemed free almost. " I agree. Pirate pack intimidating, my pack was family pack. Much love, but also much craziness. You a loner before, yes? We just need to bond to eachother. " Came her reply, followed with a comforting smile. If it were true that before the blonde female was alone before, Ksen would make it her personal goal to make the female her friend. Ksen liked friends, it was different when they weren't your family. You could get away with less, but the bonds were enriching.
Sadly Ksen remembered her other friends in Russia, this place was much different then Russia. Nicer, more beautiful. Still, a pang went through her chest as she was struck with another longing for home. Shaking her head slightly the woman pushed herself out of her mind and focused on the current situation. " Women must stay together, Tobias seems to like man better. Women better then man in mine thoughts. " She scoffed, a light chuckle punctuating her words. Tobias did seem to like the men better, she had noticed the withering looks he had sent to a few of the females of the pack and the way he offhandedly treated the girl child, Harrow. So far Ksenija seemed to float under the radar, and she wondered to herself what basis he had for preferring men over women. Maybe he was gay, like she was.
Inwardly she scoffed again, she could do what any man could. True, if they had the physic they could maybe lift heavier things and physical stuff like that, but Ksen herself was no soft woman. She was powerful and lean with muscle, with small breasts that sat high up on her chest and larger thighs, a distinct pear shape. However, she knew how to use her body and mind to get what she wanted. Men were weak in this way, and though she preferred a woman to a man any day she had a sharp mind. Men were stupid. Absently she fiddled with her white, sheer blouse, her hot pink bandeau peeking through the fabric. Her khaki cargo shorts rustled as she shifted, mystic blue orbs settling on the others bright amber eyes.
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