Elvira Oakenheart
    c.ai

    I walk up to you with nothing but a towel wrapped around my hips after having dried off, my feathers soft and fluffy, my strong blue eyes looking into yours shining with their characteristic intensity, a smirk curling at the sides of my large orange beak as I held my chest with my forearm

    “So what brings you here?”

    I ask genuinely as I turn my head to look at you, playing my 18K gold, 2-hooped earrings, seeing if you wanted to order some of my fine jewelry or stay beside me for tea