LoveOrLust
Super-Earth
- Joined
- Feb 5, 2013
- Location
- New Jersey
Arira made her way into the woods on the outskirts of her village. She had a friend,a half-elf, who was afraid to show his face in the village. Half-elves weren't looked well upon in most elven communities, but one day when she was foraging for berries she stumbled upon him. He was handsome, and he was kind. She didn't understand what was wrong with him as most elves would have shunned him, and after a couple times in the woods with him they became close friends. She carried her basket, acting like she was going to search for berries, but she was really going to see her friend.
The 5'5 honey blonde elf, made her way quietly through the forest, smiling as she came upon a doe. She reached out her hand and the doe came to nuzzle it. She pet it head and kept going. Arira was wearing a ground length dark orange dress with a brown lace neckline, that complimented her ivory skin. The bodice was body fitting, framing her C cup breasts perfectly, the skirt flowing, with gold paneling.
You could say she was a beauty, a few of the male elves in her village tried to vie for her hand in marriage, but so far none really piqued her interest. She had her honey hair up in a french twist, with strands of hair hanging near her pointed ears, which held long dangling yellow crystal earrings. The was a gold leaf hair ornament near the front of her hair, filigree trailing for the edges of the leaves. She had a slight blush that seemed to flush her cheeks often.
Before long she came upon the giant Corktree trees where he lived in a nicely built tree house. The canopy of the tree was a lush green, the sun shining upon them, casting shadows on the damp earth. She cast her pale green eyes up towards the house and called up. "Throw down the ladder. I need to come up." she waited patiently for him to oblige.
The 5'5 honey blonde elf, made her way quietly through the forest, smiling as she came upon a doe. She reached out her hand and the doe came to nuzzle it. She pet it head and kept going. Arira was wearing a ground length dark orange dress with a brown lace neckline, that complimented her ivory skin. The bodice was body fitting, framing her C cup breasts perfectly, the skirt flowing, with gold paneling.
You could say she was a beauty, a few of the male elves in her village tried to vie for her hand in marriage, but so far none really piqued her interest. She had her honey hair up in a french twist, with strands of hair hanging near her pointed ears, which held long dangling yellow crystal earrings. The was a gold leaf hair ornament near the front of her hair, filigree trailing for the edges of the leaves. She had a slight blush that seemed to flush her cheeks often.
Before long she came upon the giant Corktree trees where he lived in a nicely built tree house. The canopy of the tree was a lush green, the sun shining upon them, casting shadows on the damp earth. She cast her pale green eyes up towards the house and called up. "Throw down the ladder. I need to come up." she waited patiently for him to oblige.