Big Sis hello. How are You

Eeeek!!!

chldlike giggles ensue as I try really hard to get away!!!

Shakes her head.

"Nope. Doesn't bother me at all. I was just wondering why you were in tears."

Curious cant of head.

Peeks in for a moment unable to keep away any longer she hesitates for a moment then continues on in her self-esteem and self confidence having been restored via a lot of hard work long hours toning her body into peak physical condition. She has also laid down some ground rules for herself and those she might choose to rp with. She would play for a while as a non citizen and see how things went before she decides whether or not to become a citizen again

Pretty good

Nice legs to Ms

Hi sis.
How you doing tonight?

POUNCES and TICKLES you mercilessly!

"Hiya Johny!"

Giggles.

Hey sis

Ms You don’t like me worshipping Her feet

Stepping in with a click clack to my step, in thigh high boots with a smile on my lips.

lifting one foot and showing off that leg
I'm glad you like them.

Love Your heels Ms. They would look good on my Wife

I've seen advertisements on TV about a kind of comforting snug jacket for dogs to wear that calms them.

Not that I buy anything off TV ads...

Only until the doctor clears you to drive again

"Good evening, voda."

Smiles and nods to you politely.

I know, my dog hates the fireworks
I give him doggy downers though
It seems to help

You took the car back to the dealership

The Windy GrassHopper Tavern and Inn
Elijah stood outside the old tavern, its wooden sign creaking softly in the evening breeze. He took a deep breath, pushing away the weight of his hidden life and the darkness that shadowed his every step. For now, he was here with Isabella, and that was all that mattered.

With a practiced smile, he turned to her, his eyes softening at the sight of her serene face.

" After you, Isabella."

As he held the door open, the warm light from inside spilled out into the cool night, casting a golden hue around them. As Isabella stepped inside, Elijah couldn’t help but feel a pang of guilt mixed with a fierce protective instinct.

Inside the tavern, the air was thick with whispered conversations and the faint scent of ale. But tonight, an unusual hush seemed to hang over the patrons. Word had traveled quickly, even to this distant corner of the world. A legend, one of resounding greatness and power, had passed into the world of shadow and veils. Tales of this formidable being from a land known only as Beware had woven their way into the hearts and minds of those who respected strength and wisdom.

Elijah didn't personally know the one who had passed on, but the stories that had been secreted away in this land held weight. He nodded solemnly as he passed the lit candle that still burned in memory and honor of such a legend. The flickering flame was a small yet poignant tribute, reminding everyone of the void left by the passing of someone so revered.

But with a Determination to keep Isabella safe, Elijah followed her in, his resolve hardening with each step. Despite the perilous journey ahead and the dangerous game he was entangled in, he vowed to protect the ones he loved, drawing strength from the memory of those who had walked the path before him.