Kintla Flatlands Better for the worst

despite the menace of her aspect, the siren queen had no intentions for physical aggression -- while nishu inte drew himself up in preparation for some battering charge, caiaphas found herself scheming of other ways to assail him. she did not catch the drift of fatigue that cloaked him, but she did notice he looked somewhat rough for wear. perhaps the flatlands had been as unkind to him as she had been. she certainly hoped so.

it stroked her ego to untold lengths to hear him refer to her as a queen -- even if the title was speared with patronizing barb. "a surprise to see you alive. perhaps the mothers had planned for this day." she goaded, knowing an irresolute praise towards the religion he scorned would likely irritate him. she fell silent then, a casual sweep of her tail given in confidence of her stature. she was sure the loquacious male would rebuke shortly - it was only a matter of time.