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Tlantli had never worried about being silent around those within the borders of Anathema; as Naniko had made it sound, they were related after crossing the borders with the mark on her hand. Why fear those who became family? Why fear anything in the new world at all? There had been more to fear in her own home, some demon hiding in the face of a half-brother and pseudo-uncle. The sable hybrid was nothing. Baphomet was fear. Everything else was weak. That was what the Kimaris woman had realized as she left the comfort of Eterne for the cold world around it. It was proved on the island.
Green eyes showed recognition of the fae creature's own symbols, just as ruddy coyote gaze caught the sight of the spiral. No fear was noticed. Tlantli never saw herself to be frightening. She was small, she would always be small, and though she was capable of self-protection, she relied on larger beasts to save her from the evils in the world. At one point, it had been powerful Miqui. Before him, Metetztli. Now, it seemed she was a force to be feared, though for unknown reasons.
The woman spoke and pushed her hand through the air as if to recognize the world around them. It brought melodic laughter from the golden muzzle of her company; Tlantli understood her thought on the matter. Without asking permission, she took an inelegant seat beside the wolf body of the stranger. "Aye haft never lived inside ahf the caves before. Where aye come from," she paused, giving a critical glance to the face of the woman beside her, "we live in structures. Only the powerful, ahnd delusional, live in the caverns."
She spoke freely of the High Priestess of Eterne and her circle of minions, of those so twisted within a religion she herself had never truly dissected. There wasn't fear of wrath where she was, not with the sun hiding behind the mountains; Metetztli had been careful in his raising. She was not like their brother. She took little from their faith. She wasn't devout. She sacrificed for Momoztli, but she did not practice frequently, and she did not delude herself into the mantra of coyote supremacy.
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