Gilded Bay Sirensong

The siren's eyes, silverish in the daylight, closed momentarily when the male spoke in a soft voice, but the word was easily distinguished. There was a reverence in the tone of the male's voice that pleased the Siren immensely; the former High Priestess waited for a moment before she turned her noble head to look down upon the grey male, to see that he had bowed his head in greeting and then waited complacently in the sand. He'd been trained, then; clearly by a Nereid. Her feelings had been correct; this was a holy place that she had come to, and others had been drawn to it as well. Doris was smiling upon her, surely, to have led her here, to a land where the first male she met was a subservient consort who already knew the language. 

Yet another drew near, a sylphlike female with light shades around her eyes which accentuated their golden hue. Her eyes, which had passed over the male deftly, soon found themselves drawn to the female who properly ignored the male and addressed her, and much to her pleasure it was in her native tongue. The whisper of the sea's waves seemed to applaud her for having chosen the right place to sing out; already she had drawn two of her own kind to her. 

She nodded her head to the female, and like silk draping off a soft, wooden table, she slipped off the boulder so she could greet her sister on the sand. "Το όνομά μου είναι Laneira Νηρηίδες, Σειρήνα πτυχή, της Sirensong όρμο. 
χαιρετισμούς Doris σε σας, αδελφή." She said, using a formal greeting as was custom in her homeland. She had once been of the Amazon aspect, but like her mother and grandmother before her, she had found balance through time and learning, and had gained the Nymph aspect she had once been lacking. She hoped yet again to claim her place as High Priestess, if there was a Nereides pack already established, and if not- she would seek to establish one herself, among her sisters. 

"My name is Laneira Nereides, Siren Aspect, of Sirensong Cove. Doris' greetings to you, sister."