old friends (silian)

There was nothing that Nayva loved more than to see old friends. And the word friends wasn't one that the female used often. But the Avel family were definitely considered friends, if not family to her. If it hadn't been for them giving her a second chance all those years ago when they'd caught her stealing, she probably wouldn't have lived to become the dangerous yet enticing female that she is now. And of course there was Silian Avel, her favorite of the Avel's. A smile came to her face just at the thought of him.

It had been awhile since she'd seen him so she was excited to be able to go back. She'd had to lay low for a bit after murdering her father with the help of her snow leopard companion, Nameless. But now that the heat was wearing off and she knew for sure that the soldiers had no leads as to who had killed the general, she was able to come out in the daylight again.

Moving through the streets with practiced ease, she made her way towards the store front that belonged to the Avel's. They were a well known merchant family and she stepped inside the oh so familiar shop before her blue eyes came to land on the spotted pelt of Silian. "Well, well, well if it isn't Silian Avel." She cooed as she leaned her shoulder against the entrance of the shop and smirked his way.

THE DANGER IS I'M DANGEROUS

AND I MIGHT JUST TEAR YOU APART