Im in the details with the devil [Ea and Ashley]

[Nayl]

She spun the stars on her fingernails She never actually left. Their meeting had been brief and called off abruptly when noises broke through the peacefulness of the trees. There were outsiders, their scents distinguishable against the tropical smells on the island. While the natives fled to investigate, Nayl occupied herself by drinking from the cool water and idly roaming the nearby trails. She toyed with her own magic, bringing to life creatures from the very earth they walk on, but that eventually grew wearisome. The bickering had continued and she could no longer ignore it. By the time she happens across them, most of the arguing had diffused. There remains an underlying tension and worry, but it fazes her not. The uncertainty that lingers in the air among them is thick enough to cut with a knife, Ischia’s future teetering between two separate powers. Nayl first observes Kirin (whose name she does not yet know) and she listens to the idle threat and warning (and claim) that coils around his words, a python trying to destroy its victim slowly. The gleam that overtakes her gaze is of piqued interest, but also for her own miniscule concern for the island. She knows this was home to her grandfather (though is scent is seemingly a thing of the past) and the residents are – were? – his family. Perhaps, that is why she can’t bring herself to turn away and return home just yet. Instead, she joins the small group only after having heard the ramblings of the lavender male. ”You are mighty bold,” her voice is venomous as the distance closes and she takes her place nearest Ashley and Ea, ”for someone who has no land, title, or claim.” The smile that flashes across her face is deceiving, her gaze hardening with every slow, calculated breath. ”With friends in nearby lands – friends that are willing to defend the appropriate leaders in Ischia – I feel like you have no power to make such claims and to demand from them… what was it? Mercy and forgiveness?” Her shoulder brushes against Ashley’s and her fiery eyes flicker to him, then Ea, before meeting the lavender stallion’s again. ”And, I’m sorry, who the hell are you, king of nothing and nowhere?” Nayl covet and myrina's creation

I can't control her :|