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'Staavek'. She spoke it out loud, hoping not to embarrass herself. It was a strange language. What is your name? Her eyes widened as she thought of something and spoke almost immediately after her lips stopped moving. I'm not bothering you, am I? I don't mean to. I am in a good mood. You see, someone actually wants me. Her voice had grown soft for a moment, but she shook herself and stretched completely out. This stranger seemed nice, almost the opposite of that..Thinking, she remembered they had never exchanged names. The obnoxious beauty. Grinning at him, a sparkle landed in her eyes as she sat, sitting down, curling her long tail around her feet. My name is Dakini, by the way. Sky Dancer. My mother used to call me Sky. She paused again, tilting her head. I am talking to much, sí?