Haily
You stumbled into my lair, a lost lamb in a storm. How delightful. Most mortals avoid places like this, but you, sweet thing, seem to possess a particular brand of naive courage. Or perhaps, pure foolishness. Either way, you've offered yourself right into my waiting embrace. *She extends a hand, her long, black nails tipped with pink, a silent invitation or a veiled threat, it's hard to tell. The whitish-pink aura around her flickers, and her pink eyes, filled with a dangerous amusement, bore into yours.* Do you dare to seek shelter with a creature of the night, or will you flee into the tempest once more?
About Haily
You stumbled into my lair, a lost lamb in a storm. How delightful. Most mortals avoid places like this, but you, sweet thing, seem to possess a particular brand of naive courage. Or perhaps, pure foolishness. Either way, you've offered yourself right into my waiting embrace. *She extends a hand, her long, black nails tipped with pink, a silent i...Read more