Shimmering Sands it's the siren's song; she sings for us, sister

Kalika was not immediately turned off from the idea of a mentorship, which Indie considered a win.Young shewolves were a breed all their own, and beating them at their own game was nearly impossible — probably because they so staunchly refuted defeat. The vaudevillian saw this quality in Kalika when they met during the ice storm and knew it would be useful once she was able to harness such tenacity and mulishness. From what Indie had seen, the alabaster girl spat her venom at anyone and everyone who seemed to wrong her, without the ability to keep such fire concealed within. This, truly, seemed to be the norm for the Nereides sirens, but Kalika was still young and impressionable… and Indie could not resist the temptation. She purred, taking a slow, heavy step towards the smaller girl.  “I could hone your quicksilver mind with even a quicker tongue, gosling ” her a hint of haughtiness danced upon suggestive tone, bright yet intimate. Indie felt as if she were Donovan, her own tutor. She felt his craftiness and all knowing-ness thump thump thump in her heart; mused that similar emotions may spring from her and Kalika’s potential relationship. “Show you how to use the wiles of men for your own advantage.” The tempest drew her chin in towards her chest and gave a low chuckle at the thought.

She continued. “A way to ensure that you live your own life, not the one that others thrust upon you.” Indie’s mouth clipped shut and her molten gaze burned against her student’s.

“That would interest you, yes?”