Ankyra Sound maitanz im grünen

while nyx was busy thrusting her nose comically in mahler's business, ingram was still recollecting from the surprise of seeing his sister in male form. damn -- the mask looked good on him -- ingram had always thought wylla had a commanding presence, and it was no different in masculine stature.

at length he managed to find words, though it was a struggle -- his throat bobbed a few times and he squinted, just checking under the hood to make sure wylla hadn't suddenly just put on a few pounds and a few inches. the petrified shark's tooth held not even an ounce of his attention as he finally stirred and got closer. "you... you look like wylla." he announced suddenly, unaware it was kind of a 'well duh' statement.