10-06-2012, 08:26 PM
OOC: she didn't used to be this way at all. Shy yes, but her personality's been updated quite a few times
Brown eyes lifted, watching as a patchwork female made her way towards her. It was a beautiful mixed coat. Just looking at it brought the urge to draw from the female. The small tough muscles that covered the frame were hard to ignore, and while there wasn't any fancy jewelry on the female she was definitely the kind of beautiful that one would want to watch. Dalgina's own petite frame didn't hold much on her. Her curves were there, but Dalgina was tiny, and they didn't stand out the way that the cowgirl's did. The blue eyes met her own, and Dalgina knew exactly how she was going to be spending her time.
I'm alright. There was little emotion in her voice, but it was true enough. She wasn't suffering for the moment. Thoughts of her family had been pushed aside, and all Dalgina wanted to do at the moment was paint. Looking over her with care Dalgina smiled. Would you hold still so I can paint you? You have a very beautiful coat. Dalgina didn't doubt that the creation she would make would be sharp. Even better, her connection to this female was low. She could paint her without feeling any guilt for the nightmares that Dalgina knew would bleed into the picture.
Brown eyes lifted, watching as a patchwork female made her way towards her. It was a beautiful mixed coat. Just looking at it brought the urge to draw from the female. The small tough muscles that covered the frame were hard to ignore, and while there wasn't any fancy jewelry on the female she was definitely the kind of beautiful that one would want to watch. Dalgina's own petite frame didn't hold much on her. Her curves were there, but Dalgina was tiny, and they didn't stand out the way that the cowgirl's did. The blue eyes met her own, and Dalgina knew exactly how she was going to be spending her time.
I'm alright. There was little emotion in her voice, but it was true enough. She wasn't suffering for the moment. Thoughts of her family had been pushed aside, and all Dalgina wanted to do at the moment was paint. Looking over her with care Dalgina smiled. Would you hold still so I can paint you? You have a very beautiful coat. Dalgina didn't doubt that the creation she would make would be sharp. Even better, her connection to this female was low. She could paint her without feeling any guilt for the nightmares that Dalgina knew would bleed into the picture.