Sohalia
Koa's excitement was catching, and Soh made a sound that, in a less attractive girl, would have been labelled a snort. She wasn't sure what it meant to be or not be a 'tequila girl;' all she knew was that the drink was tasty on her tongue, and that she didn't mind the slight burn it left on the way down. Had she known enough to be cautious, she might have hoped that the liquor content wasn't too high - after all, as a slight young woman with no experience with alcohol, her tolerance was likely to be ridiculously low - but she didn't think about it, and was more than happy to accept the offer of a toast, even if she couldn't think of anything flirtatious and clever to say. "To new friends," she settled on, offering Koa a wink as she clinked her glass against his.
She giggled when he nearly spit out his drink, indignant at her insinuations, and laughed outright as Pip slithered into her lap. Stroking the dragon-cat-snake-creature, she took a healthy sip of her drink. "She's perfect just the way she is," she said in the voice that all animal lovers adopt when speaking to a cute little angel. Then, with a tilt of her head to one side: "Would it be so bad, if she didn't learn to fly?"
She giggled when he nearly spit out his drink, indignant at her insinuations, and laughed outright as Pip slithered into her lap. Stroking the dragon-cat-snake-creature, she took a healthy sip of her drink. "She's perfect just the way she is," she said in the voice that all animal lovers adopt when speaking to a cute little angel. Then, with a tilt of her head to one side: "Would it be so bad, if she didn't learn to fly?"
these aching memories still dance around me
