Illuminated only by the red and yellow glow of the pixies, it was hard to make out the appearance of the ashen-colored elf as she confidently stepped closer to the fey hovering near the bound Foran, abusing the shock of the pixies to close the distance between them.<i>"Ah, forest childs, such fear in your hearts..." </i>She cooed, ignoring a loud thump somewhere to her left. Not even paying Darion any attention as he scrawled away. A cruel laugh bubbled up in her throat as suddenly she leapt into motion, moving so fast that she was barely more than blurry streak to the eye. Two of the empowered fey didn't even have time to react as Y'vaste's claws turned them into glittering explosions of dust in the sky. A third of their siblings, one not blessed by the fertile magic of Darion's seed failed to get away in time before the elf's hands clapped together around her while the other fey scattered away out of Y'vaste's direct reach.<br/><br/>The demonic-looking elf giggled, now standing above Foran protectively, ensuring that if the pixies wished to prey on the Ramen, they would have to deal with the elf first. Luckily, or unluckily for Foran, this meant he could look right up her lioncloth at her bare, hairless sex. Licking the blood off her claws, she peered at the other pixies.<i>"Ah, I can taste the light of stars, such a feast I might have, to pluck the stars from the night sky. I think I will have the next one whole."</i>She chuckled, standing her ground for now and shifting her clawed feet in a more firm position, whipping her tail around.<i>"Will you send upon me the bones of the trees, to be broken like twigs? Or do you know better than to cage that what cannot be bound? T'would be nice to be surprised. A rare delicacy such is for one such as I."</i><br/><br/>Her fiery red eyes scanned her surroundings, expecting the fey to try and flank her. Gaze briefly falling upon Darion as he armed himself. That look he gave her, did he fear him? Did he know her? A purr came unbidden from her throat. He looked strong, a fight with him, dressed as little as he was was an enticing prospect to the warped elf as she licked her lips with her snake-like tongue. She had little time to admire the warrior's physique however, and had to dismiss those delightful dreams of violence when her sensitive cat ears picked up someone moving through the woods. The felid ears perking up in curiosity when Dawn parted the thick brush and entered the clearing. The elf didn't care for what the girl was trying to ask, the sheer casual tone in her voice instead drawing her focus. It somehow struck a chord with the elf, anger starting to simmer in her core. The girl's attitude just felt so...respectless to her.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>