Build Me A Legacy [Naamon]
05-20-2017, 09:13 PM
Lilith played image after image of what she would do to the dark male in Naamah's mind, but the dark woman ignored them as she practically felt the behemoth approach her. His intensity was not missed, though she swore she could feel the cool touch of his gaze as he stared at her. Curling her black tail around her haunches, the witch moves into a seated position, her white tipped lips forming the warmest smile she was capable of. Her mood was cheery, and her lilting voice was almost sing-song in quality. "I am not being shocked to be catching you following me." Dark, blue-grey paws move then, and she leaps down from her pedestal. Moving closer to the god, she looks him over, not bothering to hide the look in her eyes as she did so. Meeting him halfway seemed like the thing to do, and so she stopped within a respectably familiar yard or two between them, waiting for him to close the distance if he wished. Settling into a sit, the woman whispered mentally to her goddess. Her mismatched gaze shifted over his frame as she sized him up, though the mechanations in her mind could not be seen, Lilith whispered her approval to her plans. "Naamah" "Lilith" Think Scroll over for translations. |