What was she supposed to be?
When Ifalna had gotten up after her shower and desperately needed quick nap, she blinked down at herself.
This was not what she had gone to sleep in.
Red and trimmed with white fur, it had a tiny little skirt and red stripes of fabric over her breasts. And she was wearing a red pointy hat with a white fluff ball at the tip.
What in the world was she dressed in?
She eyed the red thigh high stockings she was wearing, and sighed as she put on a pair of insanely high red heels.
Okay, someone was going to have to explain what was going on. Because her closet was full of various other outfits as well, but not a stitch of normal clothing.
Walking carefully, the cetra went hunting for someone to ask.
((open post, just start a new thread when you find Ifalna))
This was not what she had gone to sleep in.
Red and trimmed with white fur, it had a tiny little skirt and red stripes of fabric over her breasts. And she was wearing a red pointy hat with a white fluff ball at the tip.
What in the world was she dressed in?
She eyed the red thigh high stockings she was wearing, and sighed as she put on a pair of insanely high red heels.
Okay, someone was going to have to explain what was going on. Because her closet was full of various other outfits as well, but not a stitch of normal clothing.
Walking carefully, the cetra went hunting for someone to ask.
((open post, just start a new thread when you find Ifalna))