Now wut?

I stumble through here every time I login, as I am now accustom to doing, and I have enjoyed this art more, the more often I frequent it.

I like the small details, the little bow on her undergarments, the lines being at an ever so slight kilter, the care free positioning of her hands and arms, her pose carries a feeling of freedom and confidence that are hard to aspire to without feeling, at least a pang of regret or fear of another's jealous hostility. a slight blush and her hair moving tells us she is either outdoors or in motion (with no background there is no way to tell.)
I like to think she is at the peak of her jump, right at that point, where for one split second, you are weightless before gravity chains you to the floor of the world once again. it appears she has dropped her weapon, although im not certain why she has one whist wearing little but I assume you cannot always pick the clothing in which danger finds you wearing.

yet another lovely submission by a valued friend, thank you for the art.