Fight Like Your Gods and Monsters

His questioning gleam spoke of many things, yet when he opened those large embouchures the inquire came falling apart one by one. It took Faye some time to engage herself in his wringer of humble questions. What do I think? well, there's a lot she could say, both rich in criticisms and compliments. But that would take a life time for her to explain the good and bad things about this place. So she kept it sweet an simple, "i think its lovely here, so far at least." Fayelon shot the God angelic bullets of her illuminating crescent moons, flashing him her most charming and elegant smile before asking her question. "What about you?"

Ah, finally, his name. Something worth holding onto, she knew that much. Like a broken record she replayed each unspoken remedies of his identity into the dark corners of her mind, storing it where she will never forget such a name. His looks and persona wouldn't take a train ride to the lost and forgotten anytime soon, considering he had sparked her interest quite instantaneously. In the cavity of her chest a mutated wolfish purr of sorts bellowed in the depths of her funnel, it traveled perfectly up her thorax and out from the crevices of its harbored prison. "Lovely to meet your Terrae."