as with most of her life, celestine was following energy. a soft whispering of magic that belonged to one of her own kind. not as prominent as the old ones, or the odd flow that was pushed outward when talon did his strange branding of others. this felt to be a young one, an energy signature she was not familiar with, and as the one whom she was not presently prepared to expose herself to seemed to be nowhere near, the siren witch did not ignore it. letting the energy play along her senses she hummed softly to herself, a vocalization of uneasy comfort that bewitched as she passed like the strange case of shivers that ran up one's spine seemingly unprovoked before disappearing as she passed.
when at last the pool was reached, the gentle roar of moving water further eased her, but she was not prepared to offer herself to the fresh water pooling below the falls. as she crouched, long dark tresses fallowing over her shoulder she gave a fleeting smile at the sound of pearls and shells passing along one another, the many small braids adorned with them one of the few vanities she had never forsaken, even open the ocean floor in the darkness.
"no," she answered quote plainly, still finding the new human speech clunky and unnecessary for those would could, and should simply vocalize. times were different, she would learn to adapt. "we do not offer ourselves as easy pray to the spirits of the water." came after a pause, as even know she could feel the power of the water nymphs, poised and ready to strike should anything displease them.
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