Edith's black heel's clanked against the cobble stone street, her arm wrapped around Autumn's own. The city people recognized their Queen, the beautiful Edith, walking side by side with her goddess. Her silky skin tight attire, around her torso area it was very much revealing and almost transparent actually, which caused many men to actually act perverted towards her in the street's. This only amused her as her soft white hair looking similar to strand's of cloud's within her scalp danced in the wind gracefully. She looked like a goddess her self, yet her horn's gave off that image proving she was some sort of demon. Finally her tail which would often flail left and right some times wrapping around Autumn's left leg as a reflex.
She stood 5'6 walking with much pride and confidence in her self, yet today was not about her, but her deity. Her bust seemed as if it was all just going to rip and fall out, yet the wardrobe as actually more secure, yet soft like the web's of a spider. She paced further into the street's her large duffle bag on strapped around her shoulder moving slightly with each step. Who knew what was inside it, weaponry? A body? Or perhaps some thing more dangerous, no one could tell. The bag was wide and roughly around 250 lbs that she carried with ease due to her demonic succubus strength.
Her pink eye's wandered all around her surrounding's then she saw a dojo, her lips parted and she let out a gasp, her knee's shift inward slightly. Then she pressed her right cheek against Autumn's who was to her right, feeling warmth against her own cold skin.
"Ms. Autumn! a dojo! There we can do hand to hand and melee!"
Autumn enjoyed her goddess's company very much, since she was the only true friend and not like the rest of the people who lust for her. It made it such a rare occurrence, Edith being so cheerful and happy, normally she'd behave coldly with her persona. Not this time, a true friend is here with her. One who she feels must be safe at all times.
