Tormented Tarns children of the mist

Saor, seemingly accepting the golden girl's invitation of play, responded with a low growl and made to nudge her away with a gentle bump to the shoulder. Nyx yanked the mouthful of russet fur between her teeth lightly - a threat of dragging Saor down with her should she lose her footing - before releasing her grip and skipping elegantly aside to avoid potential rebuttal.

None came, but her pale eyes settled on Dirge's powerful frame as he circled around to join in on the females' playful scuffle. He rumbled softly, and Nyx' grin widened as she made to exchange a glance with Saor, who looked at her with wordless suggestion. Dirge was far too strong for either of the girls to take down alone, but together they could perhaps at least bring him to his knees. Nyx did not hesitate and sprung forward and in her brother's direction, yipping excitedly as she made to clack her teeth at a tuft of beige fur just behind the boy's shoulder - an attempt to draw his attention toward her and allow Saor the opportunity to move in for the tackle.