Discontent could be one word to describe how the dark temptress had been feeling as of late. Enderly had been quite brusque with her since the decision to commit herself to Samil once again, though the decision itself came rather easily, seeing as they had been a mated pair in times before. But even with Samil's near constant presence, she felt a sense of loneliness without her little callboy and he had seemed to be less than eager to see her since he had found out about the pair of them. It was not Naamah's intentions to push her silver-eyed counterpart away, because she still strongly desired after him just as she had in the first moment of their introduction, though she had other responsibilities now and he only cared to wallow in self-pity than to see her side for the first time.

Even so she did not hold it against him because despite her tendency to stray on her own accord, she grew jealous of the others that he and Samil interacted with in their time away from the dark angel. A hypocrite, many would call her, but she could not explain her emotions when it came down to it. She was fully aware of what it is that she does to them both and yet she cannot be okay with them returning the favor in any sort of fashion.

It is these thoughts that procure dreams of them both upon a regular basis, being torn between the two being more of a nightmare, really. But it is always Samil or one of her daughters that brings her from these mental states when she is awoken from her slumber. This time, the heavy stench of blood upon her muzzle causing her rise and lick her lips hungrily, her eldest daughter already on her father's trail into another cove. Naamah's pitch nose leans down to nudge at Sanguine, riling the girl into a state of consciousness before jogging after the other two in anticipation for a bloody meal.

Abyssal eyes soon fall upon the rather pristine figure of the other girl, Antoinette, with a bit of a lackluster gaze before stepping in to tear voraciously at the innards of the carcass. It is not always that Naamah speaks of her business in the company of so many and so when Samil determines their course in front of three others, she chooses to remain silent and to indulge in his gift of flesh before partaking in what conversation there is to be had.