[ the sly of her smile only grows like a wolf’s, a hunter’s; while not knowing red’s species or much of her at all, she could hazard a guess for her nature. lappland is a lone wolf, but she likes to bully. and come out on top. ]

Depends on whether you like feet, amica. I won’t judge. I quite like them myself. [ a lift of her leg to bare calf and thigh more from the slice of her dress; her shoes are strappy black heels, with the stripes of ribbons crisscrossing over her calves. heels aren’t quite her thing, but it fit the evening dress requirement and she can go with the flow when it comes to aesthetic.

the scent of her is wilderness and hinting at heat and warmth as the movement of her leg bares as well a glimpse of lace black panties. the garters would have to come with stockings; she isn’t wearing any, just bare legs overlap with black ribbon. ]

Would it be a problem for you to undo, or shall I?