She didn't hesitate to let the prideful smile spread across her face at the news that her children were doing well within their father's kingdom. Her black tail waved behind her and she listened as his thunderous voice rumbled to her about her place within their ranks. Of course, she would never expect a handout, she knew from the start that this particular king favored strength in any form, and to think that there would be handouts given would be absurd. She was unsure what her role could be within the empire he had built, but she knew there was one in which she would certainly excel at. "I am thinking to fight for you is being best, for now. You are having other things, you is calling Naamah." There was a wide, sinful grin given as she looked him over once more.
She was eager to see her children once again, and her mismatched rubies glistened with longing for the sight of them. Naamah would wait until she was settled into the pack and could seek them out herself. "This is suiting you, Amon. I will be proving to all what my place is being, this is suiting me." There was only one question left for her to ask, "I am being home now, yes?" A knowing smile and a tell-tale tail wag saw her sauntering into their home and wanting to find her children, to set eyes on them for the first time in months.
"Naamah.""You."Think Walk.
Lilith is mostly a voice inside Naamah's head, unable to be heard, unless otherwise stated. Naamah is a character who is prone to acts of violence and gore. Her threads are usually marked mature.Her companion is always assumed to be with her, except if stated otherwise.
