Raven's Watch a string of broken christmas lights

WEEE

— oh god o fujk — 
lionel's eyes widened and he took several steps backward as scarlet poured over the edge of the mountainous borders and became the curvaceous shape of a cold-looking warrior. caught between his immediate lust and his sense of self-preservation, the mayfair wisely went with the latter.
"just curious," he mumbled, tailtip twitching in a manner to suggest he meant no challenge to her well-guarded keep. but out of the corner of one murkwater eye he snuck another look. was this a place of amazons? were there more terrifying women due to pop out of the snow, surround him.
he hoped not.
he hoped so.