[Ivy of the Woods]

Mariah looked down grinning at the dress she wore. It was a little long but fit quite nicely and she loved the forest green colour. It was plain but still lovely. Helda's had much embroidery, it was not hard to see why she had claimed it before Mariah could even get a word out. They found a large mirror, broken into three pieces and they smiled on the new, fresh look.
Mariah didn't so much look at her clean hair or dress and more looked into wonder at the changes in her face. No longer did she look like the meek girl that was, she looked stronger and proud. She knew she would never be beautiful but she was far from plain or ugly. Helda on the other hand giggled at her reflection and flipping her golden hair over one shoulder, she really was quite something to look at. She was gorgeous really, and very mcuh aware of it
"It's getting late Helda, let's head back to that Tavern, the White Horse" said Mariah
They walked back into the White Horse and saw the players were about to perform. Helda sat near the bar, she winked and smiled at the bartender. Mariah rolled her eyes knowing now that Helda was her old beautiful self the flirting would be back just as strongly as before. "She'll never learn" said Mariah quietly to herself and sat down beside her.