Hideaway Strath Drown me out with your voice

Amethyst and jade shifted as the shadow manifested from the trees, her lips twitching as they began to slowly slide back from her teeth menacingly. It was bad enough to constantly be on edge with rogues frequenting the area - the idea that one would simply approach was just too much. 

Fortunately for Priest, the wind shifted before her murderous rumble could escape - bringing the familiar scent of her lover. 

Pixie licked her chops, relaxing, as the pass of her tongue smoothed her lips. 

"Nikan brought you and your siblings back with him, yes? Do you have a name?" She asked of the boy, brow lifting curiously. It was a valid question - she'd been born a slave with no name to claim.