But she did not condemn him for it; as much as she admired Maskan for the calm way he acted, she was set on fire by each touch Madyrn placed on her hide. She could sense the power within him, the rage, the warrior- untempered by years or experience, Madyrn was a force to reckon with, but she felt no fear or hesitation as she stood near him. In fact, the opposite happened. By Madyrn's side she felt ready to leap into action, to whirl and dance, to experience everything life had to offer no matter what the risk was. And Couth was normally a practical creature, governed by common sense...But Madyrn made her feel possessed by some devious spirit that willed her to step beyond normal boundaries and embrace everything life could throw at her. His comments fueled her confidence, and she felt flattered by the knowledge that he was flirting quite heavily- and quite earnestly- with her. It took everything she had not to simply offer herself to him then and there, and the only reason she was able to was because Maskan was present; and she identified him already as a brother figure.

"Aye, I'm sure of that," Couth replied with a dark laugh, jousting with Madyrn's sense of humour when he claimed that they knew many different 'dances.' She chuckled darkly when Madyrn went on to claim that he was better than his brother, who seemed to brush the comment off, rather than competing with Madyrn which was not surprising to Couth. "Perhaps we can teach each other," She purred coyly, flicking her tail and meeting Madyrn's crimson gaze for a moment. Oh how much she wanted to take part in a dance lesson right then and there!

But like a cooling liquid pouring over hot steel, Maskan's even voice dragged Couth away from being hell-bent on satisfying her urges. It seemed that both were interested in her background- something she didn't tend to speak about at any length, but nothing she would hide away from others. "Mae herd was full of Moon-Worshipers. I was raised to dance to please our Lady, on nights such as thes'n. We all did. Et was in our blood," She murmured. The majority of what Couth did when she moved was natural, not learned, but years of practice had given her both agility and strength. And yewrselves?"