The days closing in and im dying out

The tones of those who spoke circle around like a puzzle waiting to be opened. To be thought about and completed. To fit all together to make it whole. Siarvon was the riddler, disiver and charmer. The look on his face was simple. Just simply thinking.What thinking could do to others, make them go insane for one." The name Siarvon Carilimos. yes ma'am being a rouge you pick up accents, and mine would have to be italian." deep baritones fulfill the space with there wanting need. The icy gaze looking her over to specify what she might be worth in the future. She was young, petite, strong looking, good with agility it seemed. i think this Aurora has it all covered.

It was then another chime would bewitch the air; chanting the air with the words Siarvon was dying to hear." Ah so you do still remember me! its about time i see a familiar face around these parts. This area is.. strange. It must be if you've made yourself at home here, ay? is your mother doing well?" A laugh would escape at the end of his speech, how could it be, the possibility's of finding her? Aria.

Doesnt she look different? so much more..feminine.Even with the unique scaring and the loss of the long silken tail. What had happened for her to recieve these? Siarvon never got the chance to ask before he left. Maybe it was just at a bad days hunting. The twin pools switched to the two females in curiosity.