No matter the age, no matter the time, the night had always been her realm. As long as the sun was down, Pyre would play; the location mattered little. Villiage to sea to city, nothing would stop her. There was no preference.
Ah, perhaps not - the city had many extra features that the quiet retreats of the outer realms could not account for. For every closed in space there was a bar to visit; for every speeding vehicle, a person to speak to. Each grumpy frown could be turned to a smile with the right attitude, you see! You just had to spin, to dance, to glitter just so - a teasing stroke with a tail just here, a wink just there, the occasional banter exchanged. Oh, and there were just so many people to talk to!
Oh yes. So very quickly, she'd made a hoofhold - found somewhere comfortable to set up shop. A nice...eheh, little, club to deal out of. After all, when you talk to everyone, you find those that are lost with ease. Oh, and they certainly look like lost little sheep in such a big city, scared and quiet in the darkest of corners, bouncing into such dangerous places! Of course, it's her job to lead them into the light, and out, for a small fee.
Any extra made on the side for those darker deals, well, that was just extra icing on the cake. Pyre belongs to me! Please do not use her for roleplay or any other purposes.
Art is by the wonderful lewdfruit, who you can also find on the Twitter account Spacecolonie - Elly is an old friend of mine and most definitely deserves all the follows over on Twitter as that's where they reside now!
Category Artwork (Digital) / Human
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