We can light it up!

*Naamah* · 04-13-2017, 11:11 PM

The woman gave an audible purr of sorts as he announced the namesake of his daughter, and she let a soft bit of ironic laughter. He continued to say that his family worshiped only the Fallen One, and Naamah found herself nodding along with him. During his brief pause between sentences, Naamah felt the need to add a bit of information. "This is family, is not religion, shadow god. If your god is same as mine, I do not know. Lilith is...ancestor, not patron god. She was consort to him, some say she was favored and bore many for him before and even after they fall, until she disappear in mortal realm." In response to his question, she continued to give her information to him freely. Under normal circumstances, she would retain certain tidbits of herself from seeing the light of another's gaze. With this male, she felt as though she could confide in him. Still, some things she would keep close to her chest. She noticed the shift in the male, his thoughtfulness and the slight change in demeanor when he spoke next.

The sound of the word love from his lips did its job, her heart practically leaped from her chest and she averted her gaze for a moment in a wolfish version of blushing. Naamah blamed the shifting seasons, and Lilith laughed darkly in her mind. Her tone was unexpectedly soft, and she realized it, but couldn't make her voice rise. Instead, she used the odd conundrum to move closer to Amon as they walked, so that he might hear her voice over the shimmering waves that crashed brightly against the shore. "It is not in the genes, no. More like..the gardener tending her flowers. Best looking are plucked and taken inside, only with Lilith it is bit more that the gardener is best flower. If I am chosen, I will have Lilith to walk with me all of my days." There was a pause for gauging his reaction, and then she continued, "It is possible that when I die, Lilith will move to another of my line later. Until then, she is like guardian angel. She keep me on the path made by the True High King." Her head raised proudly as she said the last parts of her educational speech. Chivalry or not, she would not tell him much more than what she already had. A smile raised the corners of her lips and she gave him a sidelong stare. Leaping forward, she jumped in his path and made sure to splash the iridescent water at his chest. After her playful attack, she darted forward and away from him. There was ghostly laughter as she ran, a taunt to the male to follow if he could. No doubt she would have to pay for ruining that magnificent coat.

"Naamah" "Lilith" Think Scroll over for translations.

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