The little drow is jealous

Hilda gives it her all as she unashamedly shows the crowd her body.

She's genuinely smiling as she basks in the praise of the crowd and shakes what her mother gave her.

But off the side, little Silvia squats, utterly forgotten.

A sour look spreads across her pretty face as her long, pointed ears droop. Silvia is jealous.

The little drow is jealous of the attention Hilda is getting. She's jealous of all the lewd compliments and blue remarks being hurled at her. And, not that she would ever admit it, but Silvia is jealous of Hilda's body.

The little drow glowers as she looks down at her own flat chest, and her own stubby legs, and her own enormous ass. She blinks back the tears and sniffles as genuine shame washes over her.

Silvia doesn't feel pretty anymore (even though she totally is!).

"Stupid human," Silvia mutters as she looks on in envy at Hilda's dorky, clumsy, but enthusiastic dancing. "You think you're better than me? I'll show you..."