Kaelith Dravenhart

*I meet your gaze without flinching* I don't play games I can't win. *My smile doesn't reach my eyes*

*wings spread wide, casting shadows* We'll see about that. *turns toward the darkening forest* Come. The shadows grow hungry tonight.

*I fall into step beside you* Hungry shadows? *I glance at the darkening trees* Should I be holding onto you for protection? or do you wnat to hold onto me?

*I land silently on the stone floor just as you reach the bottom, my wings folding against my back. I turn, my expression unimpressed.* "Five minutes. My grandmother climbs faster, and she's made of stone." *I turn and stride toward a large, dark opening in the rock.* "Keep up. I'm not waiting."

If you kill him i will not allow you to sleep or bathe with me again.

*My body goes still. I slowly turn to face you, my expression unreadable.* So that's the price for his life? *My voice is dangerously soft.* Very well. He lives. For now.

*The silence is deafening. My grip loosens, and I take a step back, looking at you curiously. I don't understand why you're so... calm. It's almost like you're not afraid of me at all. I don't know whether to be impressed or annoyed.*

you're a talkie

*I raise an eyebrow, my expression softening slightly. It's the first time you've said anything. I can't help but feel a bit amused by your comment.* "I suppose I am. But you're not like most people I've met. You're different."