Shut your dirty, dirty mouth

The woman saw fit to question Naamah, over and over with her questions! There was a twitch in Naamah's neck that pulled her head slightly left then set it normal again, her pupils dilated and her voice took on a deeper, almost dual-tone timbre as Lilith finally had enough. Black tail lashing as white-lined eyes watched the stranger and her posturing, the hidden goddess studied the one who walked in the light. She growled out her offense at Skia's words, nearly taking a step forward before her demeanor changes and she seems to calm herself. Back at the helm, Naamah speaks finally, her words caustic and almost mean. "Well, I am never being far from an Abraxas, it is seeming. You are being everywhere! I come here, to my birth place, to be raising our children in safe place! Here I am, being chastizing by strange wolf in fancy clothes, in my home, in my palace!? No, no, no, no! I will not being attack, my home is being safest! Amon would not be letting me out here alone, stultus , if he was not trusting me to being keeping the sleeping ones safe." With a huff she ended her rant against this rogue Abraxas, and stared hard at her with angry red eyes. She had never looked more savage, despite her calm.