[@Shandria]

Daphelora rolled her eyes with a loud groan before letting herself flop back onto the bed. [color=f6989d]"That woman is the bane of my existence." [/color] Her bare breast revealed themselves from underneath the covers, heavy looking as they lay atop her chest, and jiggling slightly as she breathed. She always slept naked, even as a child. The nude was what she was most comfortable in. She paid no mind as her chest was laid out for the Dragonkin to freely see.

With another loud huff, she rolled herself out of bed, her full bare body now completely visible for the other to see. Daphelora was definitely not on the petite side, her curves were thick and juicy. She had always been slightly chubby but she never let it hurt her confidence, in fact, she took pride in it.

A playful smirk appeared on her lips as she strolled across the room and began getting ready. First, she slid into her leather armor, the cold material sending a shiver up her spine. A disgusted expression appeared on her face as she peered into her vanity mirror, noticing the rat nest atop her head and dark circles under her eyes. [color=f6989d]"Who's fighting in the tournament?"[/color] She asked, slicking her wild locks into a ponytail at the nape of her neck, best she could.