MabFaerie
Faerie Queen
Before she could get very far, Winter was stopped with the sudden realization that the tent she'd been in and its surrounding spaces had become considerably more crowded than a moment prior.
All these damn people and not one of them had any mind for privacy. Didn't they notice she was still half naked from when she'd slept? She was in her underwear for crying out loud!
Those Idiots. She hadn't even had time enough to get dressed and she still had to deal with their plops.
"If you're delivering bad news, I'd like it if we could do it somewhere in private." Kneeling down, with no apparent modesty now since it wasn't worth a damn to them, Winter shoved on the bottom half of her leather armor, showing off a considerably amount of ass before she did so, and then following suit with her socks and boots.
"Let's take a walk." She offered, though her tone didn't sound very pleasant when she said it and one got the idea that she'd likely be pretty pissed if anyone tried to follow along.
Leading the way out towards the entrance to the woods near the camp, where the area was less crowded and devoid of eavesdroppers, Winter turned, hands crossed over her chest, fingernails lazily picking at the thin cloth sleeves of her top, internally berating herself for not putting on her leather upper armor while she was at it.
"Well? Don't just stand there with your hands in your pants, tell me what the hell is going on?" It was clear that whatever he had to say was not going to make Winter very happy, though for what it was worth, nothing ever did.
All these damn people and not one of them had any mind for privacy. Didn't they notice she was still half naked from when she'd slept? She was in her underwear for crying out loud!
Those Idiots. She hadn't even had time enough to get dressed and she still had to deal with their plops.
"If you're delivering bad news, I'd like it if we could do it somewhere in private." Kneeling down, with no apparent modesty now since it wasn't worth a damn to them, Winter shoved on the bottom half of her leather armor, showing off a considerably amount of ass before she did so, and then following suit with her socks and boots.
"Let's take a walk." She offered, though her tone didn't sound very pleasant when she said it and one got the idea that she'd likely be pretty pissed if anyone tried to follow along.
Leading the way out towards the entrance to the woods near the camp, where the area was less crowded and devoid of eavesdroppers, Winter turned, hands crossed over her chest, fingernails lazily picking at the thin cloth sleeves of her top, internally berating herself for not putting on her leather upper armor while she was at it.
"Well? Don't just stand there with your hands in your pants, tell me what the hell is going on?" It was clear that whatever he had to say was not going to make Winter very happy, though for what it was worth, nothing ever did.