Sawtooth Spire aufgeregt

her teasing elicited only a wide smile from mahler, who was pleased to be within her graces. "i shall make a safe path for you," he declared, "and come into your dreams to hold back the rocks myself." a chuckle; the gargoyle eyed her briefly before snorting a bit at wylla's pronouncement.
"you are far from useless. and i vill take all the blame for your predicament," mahler grunted with faux seriousness, batting the kill even closer to her small paws and round body.
"do you have names?" he asked after a moment, the hard purple light of his eyes momentarily quelled as he closed them and leant into the spare sunlight.