Make It Rain [Siobhan]

She was content to travel alone for the most part, but these endless nights that had lately plagued Boreas had her yearning for company of some sort. The world seemed to move differently beneath the large, silent moon. Its light was generous but... eerie. Almost too bright. Siobhan found herself sticking the slim shadows cast by the midwinter trees that stretched across the Rio Grande. She dipped in and out of the moonlight, each time feeling strange and exposed when the glow illuminated her body. A whine escaped her lips. Maybe it would be for the best if she sought cover soon. Just when she had made the decision to find a place to hole up for the night, a specter appeared. "Ah!" she yelped, but immediately felt foolish - it wasn't a ghost at all, just a pure white male. Who was huge. And had horns. She felt her legs quake and begin to weaken. It had been so long since she'd had an attack of catatonia that it caught her by surprise. With her eyes wide and her jaw slack, Siobhan's legs crumpled beneath her and she fell to her side beneath a beam of that strange moonlight.