Tormented Tarns children of the mist

In the split second they were all still in motion he had dropped to his elbows in a bow. His tail made great sweeps behind him as his sisters exchanged a glance – he knew from experience what exactly that would entail. Nyx was the first to come forward towards him and he let her, prepared to spring away as she got a little too close. The click of teeth was warning enough to get him to move with a bark but he kept her close to him, trying to keep her between himself and Saor lurking. Whatever their paler sibling had planned he wasn't too sure about, but he knew better than to think she didn't have something in mind...