A Luminous Dream Is There Waiting [AW]

ooc. horrible reply far too late to be appropriate. I'm sorry!

The behemoth watched the wolf turn away, peering up through her lashes, careful not to raise her head. Relief began to tingle in her muscles. When the faerie was gone, it would mean that she could roam freely again. Perhaps vacating the area was a better idea for now. However, they stopped. The ravens were looking at her. Their beady eyes were glinting ominously under the faint light of the moon. She dared not risk meeting their gaze. Superstition bade her keep her eyes locked on her toes. This would be how she died. Mithras would be wrong in his predictions, and only that fact seemed to lighten the grim situation. Three pairs of eyes burned into her pelt, daring her to lift her gaze to meet them. The titan knew better than that. Her father had not raised a fool. An arrogant bastard, but no fool.

A smooth set of feminine vocals rang out, begging a question the celestial woman did not understand “Nótt?" Now, the dame did dare to raise her eyes. Amethyst gaze would drift somewhere just beyond the shoulder of one of the ravens. Meeting their eyes would be dangerous, but looking away outright would spell an offence to the fae. "Za žal, jas ne gi razbiram, tvojata blagodat." She replied warily, gruff voice ringing out far too loudly in the heavy silence of the night. Who was Nótt? Was it even a name? Or was this a trick of some sort? Shit.