The one who was sitting had positioned herself with her legs crossed in a deliberate, composed manner.
Her attire was echoing something quite similar to that of the standing lady beside her, sharing the same rugged yet functional style that spoke of a life lived in harmony with nature's harsher elements;
She had two long fangs jutting from her lower lips, and sleek black hair that hung straight and unadorned down her back, framing a face dominated by dark wild eyes that nonetheless held a serene and stoic quality.
As if she had mastered the art of inner calm amidst chaos.
She wore golden ornaments that adorned her ankles, wrists, and upper arms—simple yet elegantly crafted bands that caught the eye with their warm metallic sheen, adding a touch of refined adornment to her otherwise practical ensemble.
She had the spotted animal skin arranged to cover her ample breasts securely, while leaving the rest of her powerful torso and well-defined midriff fully exposed.
