In the dark of the night

Pyralis grinned as she took in the scene when a shift on the wind alerted her to an oncoming presence and BAM, there was Iskra. The goddess continued to smile. She had a feeling the other was going to show up sooner or later and she let out a cheer at the entrance, laughing as the startled man stumbled back. Her golden gaze zeroed in on him as he insisted he wasn't a pervert. With a sharp bark she called Alkali, her hawk to her and left the stunned potoo in the care of those precise and deadly talons. She got to her feet and strode to stand near Kanja. Well, well, well… what useless scum was skulking about at the shimmering shore? That would explain why Kanja had remained so focused on the man, like a hunting dog pointing out a sitting duck.

Pyralis was pleased though at the others words that they wouldn't let an idiot get between what could be a fantastic friendship. Further she accepted the gift. Pyralis' sultry voice rolled out in a purr. "I'm so glad to hear that. I would invite you on an adventure but it seems you've found yourself a chew toy in need of dismembering." She cackled viciously as she eyed the man. He was verbally stumbling over himself, seeming to realize the trouble he'd gotten himself into. She sneered as Kanja mentioned the man had been thinking 'rapey' thoughts toward a child, for she certainly didn't see Arwen as an adult. Far to clingly and self-absorbed. Kanja repeated the man's words and Pyralis' gaze grew hard as she eyed the man. "Disgusting," she spat. Naturally, she believed Kanja over the stranger and she turned to her once more. "Don't worry, I won't interfere. In fact I'd rather love to watch you work." She moved away to stand next to Alkali and the potoo. She was more than happy to offer backup but she doubted Kanja would need it. She grinned viciously, like a spectator about to watch a gladiatorial massacre as Kanja offered to hold the man down while Iskra castrated him. She snickered.