Lost souls

Hala had never been one for much communication, and left that for the birds. But the paste like butterfly with a inky face and pillars seemed to catch her attention even if it was for a moment stolen. A shake of her cranium was given, shutting the voices up within her mind. As the unknown woman had taken a seat without asking made ears turn back slightly then flick to the sides. A chuckle was offered, nothing menacing but a slight hint of question lingered there. The silence that laid thick around the duo was cut short as the fae spoke forth.

Rising up so her hind quarters were still planted upon the ground, a yawn with a click of her teeth, firey pools glancing over the other. "I do not make idle threats especially for those that interrupt another's sleep." Boredem began to over take the dark rich chocolate woman. "Would it not be manners if you give forth your name first?" A tilt of her head.

"Hala Indigo"