"A stream?" she repeats in a questioning tone. As she follows him through the forest. Even though she does not know him very well, it was no other choice. He did save her life after all. So there is a slight chance that he is good. They soon arrived to his camp ground and to her it looks so...primal. It made her cringe a bit. Though the horse look noble enough. That is the one good thing. Though she wonders if he had stole it from someone.
The wood elf then promise her that he will not look as she cleans herself. As he made a comment on her stomach, she blushes a little and pouts. "It does not!" she tells him. "And you better not look with you low class eyes." she tells him and stick her nose up int he air. Walking over tot he stream and whines. Stripping herself of her clothes and steps into the water. Letting out a shriek of distressed. "So cold!" she whines.
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