Glaring at Alliene, Kaltia muttered, "why aren't I as beautiful as her?" dejectedly, she kicked a stone which bounced off the back of Daemon's boot and thrust her hands in her pockets. Entertaining brief thoughts of anger and torture, she saw Alliene's familiar watching her and realised any action would be impossible. But, still...it galled her that anyone could be so damned beautiful. She saw Daemon stumble as Alliene began to tie up her her hair and muttered at the unfairness of the world.
OOC-k...I'll try to keep her off Calthy
