A few seconds ago—
Squii~Squii~
On a gently swaying rocking bed set beneath the soft, golden rays of the twin suns, Latania released a long, indulgent sigh, filled with comfort. "Hmm~"
She was dressed in her usual relaxed yet commanding fashion—military-style pants that flared loosely at the bottom, tucked into her heavy-duty combat boots, one leg elegantly crossed over the other. From the waist up, she wore a sleeveless, lightweight robe that hugged her form just enough to highlight the defined feminine musculature beneath her sun-kissed skin. Her arms were bent behind her head in complete leisure, fingers laced together with the ease of someone utterly unconcerned with the world.
