"The name is Tetramis Frostier, The Scale of Frost." She narrowed her eyes in suspicion, if this was some elaborate trap... She nodded, "Very well, I shall follow you. But I must warn you, no doubt there would be assassins coming after me to stop my hunt." Her wings rose on either side threateningly. "If you so much as dare to betray me, I will assure you, I will lift your head from your shoulders the very opportunity I get to, even if it is the last thing I do."<br/><br/>Tetramis rolled her shoulders, "If we are going, then we should be off. Where to?" She spread her wings in preparation for flight.