Louder than thunder

She could see she had irritated the male with her mocking words, and the thought utterly delighted her. The diety was not the type of female to be intimidated by a bad mood or side-long look. Demise found the fact that she could rouse any emotion out of the male as entertaining as any pup-hood game, and would continue to prod and poke until it either escalated or fizzled out and got boring. There was a look in her eye that said she completely understood his unspoken message after his rebuttal of her greeting, but that she would continue her presence in spite of his wishes. With a wide grin, the monstrous woman responded "Thinking about what?" It was meant to prod, to get under his skin as she could tell her simple presence was enough to annoy and her asking questions would certainly antagonize further.

She spoke once again, not truly giving him time to respond, and possibly cutting him off mid-sentence if he had offered an answer to her inquiry. "Do you know about this place? It seems devoid of random strangers to run into, you are only the second one I have seen. I just want to know my home better." Her tones implied she wished to lay claim to these lands one day. Nothing had been better than the castle and the shimmering surf of the ocean, but this place had been cultivated at one point. There were herbs everywhere, ones she could identify only because she was interested in everything. While she wasn't a healer by profession, she knew enough to fix herself should she need to. She could also instruct others, but Demise fell short when it came to Auster. Boreas as a whole was a mystery to her, Naamah had not been in the best mental health when she had been telling her stories. Descriptions of the lands were not known to her, only the names. Once she knew where she was, she would know if she was in the right place.

Until then, Demise would continue to annoy this male. If only for entertainment. The lands were quiet, and the male offered something fun to do. What else was there?