Krystael
Ángel Caído
Nadeya groaned one last time before rolling fluidly away, up onto her feet, stray twigs and such sticking out fo her hair, "I am up.." Her purple eyes glared softly at him after taking in the position of the sun before going back to glare lightly at Roarke, smiling impishly, "And as you know...I have to pray." She grinned full on that time, turning to run off, seeing if Roarke was going to follow her to the glen.