Olena allowed a happy hum to escape her at the picturesque retreat. There were
some benefits to crashing on a jungle planet, it seems. Of course, it probably would have been better if she had thought to bring her sleeping bag or liner to sit on when Adot joined her. As it stood, the water
seemed welcoming...
Olena took some time to check the quality of the water - it wasn't standing water, streaming off into the underbrush from who knew where, and it seemed good enough for the local fauna judging from the tracks in the area. Presuming that after some thorough investigation that the Amazonian Amaran wouldn't contract something terrible from entering the water, she would promptly strip down to nothing. She didn't exactly have a change of socks or clothes, considering the circumstances of the situation...
... And much to the joy of any unseen observer, as the voluptuous vixen neatly piled up her uniform, boots, and socks by the pond's edge, rifle hidden under a thin layer of leaves a bit to the side. Bending over to do so, providing an unobscured view of her heart-shaped derriere, the curves of her posterior covered in the same white fur that enveloped her generous bust, hard abdomen, and the insides of her thighs, thick with fat and muscle in equal measure. With an indulgent smirk, Olena gave her wide hips a slight sway from one side to the other and back, quite aware of how she looked, before finally entering the calm waters of the pond with a sigh. She descended down the side of the natural pool until her chin just barely cleared its surface, ready to surprise Adot with her nude figure... If she didn't walk in on her or wasn't watching unseen from the trees.