Black Balloons

When the woman began to speak in third person, Lurid gave a grin. It amused her to learn the woman's name without having to give her own, anytime she could avoid giving out her name she took - not from fear, but for anonymity. You can't go around killing if everyone knows who you are, and her diet kind of depended partially on murder. When Medusa unwrapped the gifts she had brought, Lurid was a bit speechless. They were beautiful! The snake bracelets looked like something right up her alley, and the blade would be great for either Morbid or Requiem! How thoughtful. "Thank you, Medusa, these are perfectly suited for us." Her eyes met the blue of Medusa's and she gave a genuine smile. Medusa went on to describe that she had won against a member of the same family. Interesting. "I do not know the family, but Voodoo was just outclassed is all. If she trains herself up, she might make a fine warrior." Luckily, the monochrome woman they spoke of was already within Mirovian borders, oddly enough. She only wanted a stable home. If Medusa had won her fight, perhaps that meant she was also an alpha. "What did you name your pack? This is Mirovis. Would you like a tour?" Medusa would be the first to be invited into the territory without being expected to stay. Perhaps the gifts made a difference, but Lurid found herself liking the skeletal marked beauty.