[It is... a useless gift. He's right. A year ago, she would have been sure to refuse it on those grounds. Months ago, she would have been sure to scold him about it, even if she were secretly not that displeased about it. But now... Especially now, when she can see the faintest imprint of a leather band and an arrowhead pendant beneath his own clothing?
She stands perfectly still as he moves to her rump to tie the ribbon in her long, inky black tail. Well, not perfectly. She does shift her weight a bit, her tail does twitch. Very few people survived standing near a jinba's rear, let alone hers. But he lives through the experience, she watches over her shoulder, and once it seems done...
Hayame flicks her tail a bit, sending the long trail of star-marked yellow silk fluttering.]
It is not... too filly-like?
[She's never worn a ribbon there. Just an occasional wrap around the dock of her tail to create a more elegant arch for Exhibition Day, or a crudely tied satchel of pungent herbs to try and mask the scent of her heat.]
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She stands perfectly still as he moves to her rump to tie the ribbon in her long, inky black tail. Well, not perfectly. She does shift her weight a bit, her tail does twitch. Very few people survived standing near a jinba's rear, let alone hers. But he lives through the experience, she watches over her shoulder, and once it seems done...
Hayame flicks her tail a bit, sending the long trail of star-marked yellow silk fluttering.]
It is not... too filly-like?
[She's never worn a ribbon there. Just an occasional wrap around the dock of her tail to create a more elegant arch for Exhibition Day, or a crudely tied satchel of pungent herbs to try and mask the scent of her heat.]