Dutchess Elvira

her small paws happily dancing across the marbled floor disappearing between guests. she makes her way to the table, bringing her tail up and pouring wine into her Chalice, filling it to the brim. her tail brings it up to her muzzle as she takes a small sip, closing her eyes as her whiskers twitch in tune with her ears as she lowers the cup that turns to you. a noble passes in front of you, blocking your vision for nothing more than a few moments,and she seems to have varnished