Lion Head Mesa Til the break o' dawn

Ohhh, he was HANDSOME!

Her head was daintily turned towards Seth's shoulders, holding there and watching the approach of a wolf of embers and taunting green eyes. They were shocking, demanded attention. She hurled it right at him, leaning her head away from her serpent's shoulder and swishing her tail. Nazli, Nazli, Nazli! Right. She came to speak about Seth's mystery lady on the run for the hills. Or dead. One or the other. Fine, she'd use her tongue as she needed! He asked so of her. Oh, and how Legend had ensured she'd done her job on such.

Two fast blinks battered from her eyes. She let them trail behind him, to the beautiful sands behind the approaching stranger. Long had she gently taken in its scent and let it burn all through her mind. Now it was this stranger, his face, and his coat that she let burn into her vision. Nodding her head down as she spoke, she quirked her smile on up.

"Oh, well, it is very nice to meet you!"