Void Huntress

Hehe welll I’m a potate actually XD

Shara smiled as they walked “Well maybe something like my outfit, first. Then... mmm maybe like a tradtion dress something long with sleeves. I think you’d look very pretty as can be. Her hand ran through Nadri’s hair playfully and grinned. “Come on this place we’re going to has a private dressing room.”

“Shyv for the love of-.... I’m taking money out of the horde! this is the nineth couch you’ve burned and it was my favorite out of all of them.”

"It ate my pocket change Shara! What was I suppose to do! Let it have it?"

“Take the cushions off and pick them back up? it’s not a all devouring being dear I can’t-.” She huffed and crosed her arms. “You are sooooooooo lucky I love the life out of you or you’d be sleeping outside.” She sighed and shook her head.  “Cmon we are going couch shopping.”

“Shyv for the love of-.... I’m taking money out of the horde! this is the nineth couch you’ve burned and it was my favorite out of all of them.”

She stepped slowly towards the campfire leaning most of her weight on her bow coming in as close to Riven as she could before lettling go and letting herself fall again her from exhaustion. The familiar warmth and smell of the exile made a “mmmmmmmm....” Slip out of Shara’s lips as she felt a sense of home wash over her, as those torn up arms wrapped around the white haired woman. “I’ve missed you so much.”

Riven caught her when she fell against her, holding her gently and smiling at the brace, "I missed you, too." She said softly, "I don't mean to spoil the mood but...you're injured. We should tend to your wounds sooner rather than later, love."

“Why don’t you do that while I lay in your lap, because it’s comfy and you smell so nice...” She burried her face into Riven’s abs and nuzzles in groaning in slight pain as she did. “C’mon it’s... not that  baaaaad.”

She stepped slowly towards the campfire leaning most of her weight on her bow coming in as close to Riven as she could before lettling go and letting herself fall again her from exhaustion. The familiar warmth and smell of the exile made a “mmmmmmmm....” Slip out of Shara’s lips as she felt a sense of home wash over her, as those torn up arms wrapped around the white haired woman. “I’ve missed you so much.”

*gay panic*

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