thirteen - no heart - Heyel's soul - Spirane
sister of warlow, dam of none
this is her in blackouts

No certainly suggesting a mating between the pair would not be taken too well by Natu despite the fact that her soul craves her own children. The need to nurture and raise has always abounded within her. Still even as she looks upon this male - and truly Heyel is a fine male as he so clearly already knows, she does not wish to start anymore issues with her life. It was complicated enough before wasn't it? Just because they are imprints didn't mean she had to be in love with him. Just the thought reassured her and she settled in for the conversation he seemed intent on having. His violet eyes were enchanting in that they were so unusual. He didn't seem at all offended - at least on the outside - at her remarks. Amused is what he was. It should annoy her but since she has decided to no longer try and brush him off in hopes he will wander away to go... who knows? Lay about with his cynical eye and demand others worship him? Anyways she found a slight bit of her own amusement in his actions.

Was he trying to get a rise out of her? The words he throws at her might inspire another to grow angry but instead she offers her own smirk, an expression that doesn't seem to sit well on her features as it has never been used, and her pale blue eyes light up with their own fire. The bond is like a drug and demands she lean forward to take her fill but although she is younger than Heyel, she is not too young to withhold herself from such pleasures.

"I assume it is meant to make you feel much more aged and therefore wiser than me, Heyel, and therefore derogatory as you know nothing of me."

Natu grins at him then, her lovely features clearly amused now at the situation and somewhat challenging. She did not know him. Did he expect her to fall down and worship him? To be so overwhelmed by his gloriousness as to jump at his words? It is her way of sparring with him and to let him know that she will not be relegated to such a role. Imprint or no. If her grin can grow wider it surely does at his momentary scowl. For some reason knowing she has irked him sends a thrill down her spine.

Then he has to go speak of Angels which makes her mind flip to the 'Demon' bloodline that rules over Iromar. The grin falls and is replaced by a wary look and a low growl; her eyes once more cage that haunted, furious piece of her soul that seeks retribution. Their bond is the only thing that seems to assuage the fury that is within her soul but she sure wouldn't tell him that. "Yes as well as those of Iromar, the demons. I've had an unfortunate chance to meet their Queen and should I ever do so again I will be sure to leave her with the same she has left me." She does not go further - maybe Heyel will notice her scars and put the pieces together by the threat within her voice. Natu was not a dainty female. She was built with muscle and had fought many times before in her life - Lillith had simply caught her from behind. The cowardly bitch. Still Natu knew better than to let herself drift back into the docile happiness of before. That was part of the problem.

Her ears lift from where they have fallen against her skull instinctively. "Spirane. I suspect that you must be from Diveen and perhaps even of this Angel bloodline you speak of? I have heard they are quite full of themselves." The last bit is whispered as she leans forward as if conspiring with Heyel; it is all a way to see if she can get under his skin, a way to elicit more amusement for her, but also her bond brings her within an inch of his own muzzle desiring such closeness.