How Green is the Grass?

Collision and Soleil had another daughter, hm? The information was interesting to him and useful all the same. It mean that their empire was expanding--even if he was pleasantly unaware of this. A slow smile spread over his dark lips and the hellion king devided his attention among Vyvienne and Solaine. Eyes darted to each before he fell from his perch on his mountains and ascended before them. Eyes of deep blue hungrily overtook them and he offered a smirk to them--for he lacked the ability to call that a smile. Syrinx lowered his head to his breast and stared at the young girl, "And how old are you? Too young to be skirting around," the affirmation in his voice was evident and he only rolled his shoulders, "all the better you grow strong now," Eyes turned toward Vyvienne; lightening up as though she were a fire. Bright and resillient and fiery. All of this he was already aware she was. "Vyvienne you know an Adravendi is welcome here without repurcussions--mind your manners," A quiet reminder that she didn't need to bare hostility in the presence of those who would die for her--and those (and only those that she should ever) be willing to die for. "Vyvienne why don't you feed your cousin," He gave her the ability to be certain that she could have ownership over the girl. At least while she was on Amenti soil. Collision and Soleil might not have been so fond of the way Syrinx would treat such a pretty member of the family. After all, his sweet Eos had turned for the best--lately for the worst.