////Leda, at the Stuffed Muff, hours 12 to 18.
///First encounter [Dancer] "Check out the ferret dancer." hours 12 to 17, disabled 18 "She looks tuckered out."
A young girl, [if (isChild) {scarcely older than you|[if (isTeen) {just a smidge younger than you|still budding into puberty}]}], bounces and leaps to the music. Her light brown or dirty blonde hair flies around in a blur, and the tassels on her hip-scarf exaggerate her twists and twirls. To call it a dance can only be concluded by gut feeling--what else could it even be? Her long body and short limbs further add to the captivating display, until shockingly she seems to lock eyes with you during a twisting jump, holding the gaze mid-air as time briefly seems slower.

The ferret-child falls onto all-fours and then beams at you, [say:Did you like!?] The outburst brings to your attention that the bard had just finished his song during that leap. You're about to reply when she excitedly adds, [say:I'm Leda!]

As you greet the girl, you take the moment to eye up her earthy-orange top that leaves her tan arms and back exposed, and the beaded necklace adoring her. The frayed edges stop short of completely covering her belly, and her simple brown shorts are wrapped in a red scarf with tassels hanging on it.
///Subsequent [Leda], not disabled at hour 18
/hour 18
Approaching the bard, you eye up Leda slumped over him, her tight butt and little tail facing you while her back cools in the open air. The thin strip of fur she has follows her spine, and is darker than her hair. A giggle alerts you to her wakedness before she slides forward and under the goat, picking herself up at the end to face you.

[say:Hey [name]!] she chirps.
/else
Leda perks up at the sight of you as she does yet another wild maneuver, and you stand by watching the performance for what little remains of the bard's current tale. In the final strum, Leda stands on her hands and wriggles like some kind of snake or worm before returning to a slightly slumped sitting position.

[say:Hey [name]!] she chirps. The quiet panting makes it clear the moves are an intense workout for her.
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[Appearance] []
//Appearance
Leda is a young ferret-girl with an elongated torso and short little limbs, standing [if (metric) {150 cm|4'11"}] tall. Her skin is tan with a darker shade over the bridge of her nose and under her lively hazel eyes. Brownish-blonde hair hangs messily down to her shoulder blades, partially covering the open back of her sleeveless orange shirt and the strip of black fur that follows her spine. Atop her head are rounded, fuzzy ears, lighter than her hair. The pubescent girl's face is still maturing, but her grin reveals sharp teeth that could be nasty in a fight.

Her snaky frame is kept modest enough by an ochre colored top that hangs from her neck and over her budding breasts, ending in fringed threads that bounce with her dancing. Below her slightly exposed belly is a red hip-scarf tied snugly around simple shorts, lined with tassels that make ever twist of her hips feel more exaggerated. Beaded bracelets and necklaces adorn her.