The little white bodies scurried out of the tent past her feet before she could take the next step towards capturing them. Huh. Well that was easy. She turned her attention back to Elsa, tilting her head to the side and the corners of of her scarred mouth tugging upwards in a slight non-threatening smile. “Yeah, they’re gone. You don’t have to worry. My knack for scaring things off comes in handy yet again,” she added jokingly.
“Don’t say things like that. You’re a beautiful young woman, Rhiannon.” Elsa took a deep breath and rubbed her upper arms slowly as she approached the girl. Her eyes wandered along the brunette’s body for a brief moment until it reached her eyes. “Anyway, can I help you?”
I'm German too, so I don't use a translator to make Elsa babble in her native language. As it's MY first language too, I'd like to apologize for the silly English mistakes I make.
Doing some language / business studies.
Old soul, bookworm, part time vegetarian, Stevie Nicks freak, always eager to travel.
Sometimes, when I'm really bored, I take icon requests. Don't be shy to ask!
Oh, and, whenever you see this silly cupcake down there, you'll know that the mun's talking, not Elsa.
That's it, I guess. I hope you haven't expected something special here. You're awesome.
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