The Bat Cave

Banshee's tall form leaned into the shadows before her to see the outline of her sister. The thin femme with porcelain fur cracked with an ashen grey. In their time a part Ban could not fathom how much they both had changed. Her smaller sibling was fully grown and beautiful to say the least. Though, her resemblance to their father was interesting to say the least. Much more so then any of his other spawn. The babe could only assume how odd it may seem that her sister had sprouted fangs.

As Recluse's call came forth the fanged fae nodded gently and took another tentative step. Beaming blue eyes never left her siblings pale form. "The one and only." A smirk exposed the top of her thick fangs. Banshee couldn't tell how Recluse was due to her inability to see very well in the darkness but she had hoped a bit of humor would break the ice. "Are you.. okay?"