charlie
Listening with such intensity anyone watching might have thought Charlie was being told Danta's war-plans for the Grounds, the blonde nodded along to every word. At least until he got to his actual ask, at which point the priestess's entire face lit up and the peal of laughter that left her lips ricocheted through the vaulted ceilings. "Yes!" She trilled, her tail lashing enthusiastically as she wrung her hands together.
"When were you thinking? I don't think there's another full moon for another few weeks, but we don't have to wait. How big do you want it to be? For the orgy, I mean. And we'll have to gather the sacrifices together, and gosh, I'll have to get you robes, and—" Pausing, Charlie's head tilts dog-like to the side. "Does the tailor you sent me to for my dress have your measurements on file?" A million more questions buzzed on the blonde's lips, and as she gazed up at the Maverick he'd be forgiven for thinking that she'd started vibrating such was her enthusiasm.
"When were you thinking? I don't think there's another full moon for another few weeks, but we don't have to wait. How big do you want it to be? For the orgy, I mean. And we'll have to gather the sacrifices together, and gosh, I'll have to get you robes, and—" Pausing, Charlie's head tilts dog-like to the side. "Does the tailor you sent me to for my dress have your measurements on file?" A million more questions buzzed on the blonde's lips, and as she gazed up at the Maverick he'd be forgiven for thinking that she'd started vibrating such was her enthusiasm.
she's the giggle at a funeral
Hella golden retriever energy. Small unrefined horns made of ruby. Regular spade-shaped tail.
