[b]"I won't be. I don't do it without permission unless I think I'm in danger... or if someone looks like they really need a pick-me-up but even then I'll ask, just to be sure!"[/b] Again, Rhiannon was babbling. She seemed to be doing a lot of that these days. She was glad that the werewolf or, rather, werewolves were friendly enough and weren't going to pursue her because of the earlier event. Still, the question of the second caught her off guard slightly.

[b]"Eh? I'm an [i]Ellyll[/i]. We're a Welsh race of faeries, kind of like the Sidhe. Normally we can control nature and water but I can influence emotions with song as well, it's kind of why I who I am was revealed."[/b] She laughed slightly awkwardly, aware that most people had far worse stories of prejudice than she did; it was more akin to being shouted off stage than real persecution. Then she noticed Alex and Flint talking, slightly away from the rest of the group and excused herself from the werewolves, after mentioning they were going for breakfast, and twirled into the two boys' conversation.

[b]"You look a little pale, Flint. It seems the werewolves aren't as bad as I thought. Well, at least these two anyway and they say they'll make sure the others don't bother us! Do you want me to sing you a calming song? Or if anyone's creeped you out I could sing them into a zombie state, [i]bach[/i]."[/b] Again, the easy smile flashed. She had sensed that Flint and she were probably the ones who had the most apprehension about the school on account of being 'more human' than the others and felt a small element of camaraderie with him.