Lokith's eyes went wide as he heard the voice echoing around the cove. "Who...who said that?" He cried out. Trying to see who was there. Awakened with his touch? Blinking greatly. Use as he wished? All he wanted was a friend and someone who would be there for him. So he would not be alone anymore to suffer with no one who cared about him. He hard the song and it was beautiful. Was that a pulsing light inside the ice? He jumped back a bit and fell with a slip and slide onto his ass. Groaning as his ass was so very tender due to his brother raping him late into the night. He watched as the ice began melting and a blue light engulfed the form of the woman and up into the air she went. His eyes just stared widely at the scene before him. He stared in shock as the wings spread out. She was beyond beautiful. Her wings were beautiful. His entire form turned bright red in shyness. "I...I...I...I..." he stammered softly and shyly. Where the hell had his brain gone? He had seen beautiful women before and up close. None of them ever caused him shyness to the level this winged woman did. "Lokith...just call me Lokith." He managed to get out shyly. He had been about to say something else when his hand was placed upon the woman's soft chest by her own hand. His form now beet red from head to toe. "Yes th-th-that and...and a place...to...hide." he stammered out. Words shyly managed to come out of his lips. "Lokith...please...just call me Lokith. Who...who are you? You are beautiful. You have wings. How do you have wings? What just happened?" he asked. Starting to turn back to normal color. Well he was until he realized she was still hold his hand...against her breasts. Dear lord...was it still considered being a pervert if the woman placed her hands there?