Hideaway Strath When fire meets ice and chaos ensues

As he approaches, asking about her reason for calling him with an obvious teasing jest. 

Chuckling, Nyra grins back at him as she smoothly, languidly slips and slithers around him "Of all the things I could want in this world, is time bonding with my Lord so bad?" She jested in return with a fake and dramaticized pout in her voice, pulling herself away from him, yet still a loose, lazily playful circle. 

"I just want to spar is all. You've been a huge help to me honing my skills, and if you'd be so kind..." she offered him an attractive smirk, laced with lethality and a gleam in her inferno gaze, "I would prefer to keep those skills just as sharp as my fangs." 

Finally pulling herself to stand in front of him, she cocked her head to mirror his own, almost mirroring his horrid grin as well.