Exton

The shifters slip into a slow song and Twillon looks down at the small hand that touches his arm. The smile that lights his face takes him from angular somber man, to a merry soul. he raises his hand to his lips.

"As my Lady wishes. But do you feel up to it?"

She nods carefully. "Just be careful of my back?"

He nods, and rises. "If you all will excuse us? My honey-girl wishes to dance."

He guides her carefully between the tables, stopping to talk to Tori as she heads back to the table. Ob stares openly at the slim, petite blonde.

"Wow. Weebit looks... wow."

"Mori."

Heads turn at Torrent's voice. "Her use name is Morianna, Mori for short. her wings refused the grafts, so they are giving her treatments for the remaining poison in her wing veins. She can take her larger form now, but I hear there are... side effects."

Ramji stands, moving quickly past Guunnar as he sees the man's attention taken by the returning Tori. Shaking hands with Erik, he bows before Laila and Star. Offering his hand to Laila, he asks softly, "Dance with me?"

Startled, the young woman puts her hand in his, shyly. A pale rose creeps into her cheeks and she nods. "Yes, thank you."

He guides her to the floor, carefully taking her into his arms. He keeps a small space between them, scanning the room for Rath's reaction. When the vampire seemed occupied, Ramji relaxes a bit and smiles at Laila.

"As I said before, the blue becomes you. I am glad you like it."