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Chey arched her brows for a moment and gently guided the child in a direction they hadn't been yet, taking care not to guide him too blatantly; he preferred to go where he wanted and had never been afraid to voice his disgust at being dragged somewhere. Carefully maneuvering him towards the boys clothing, she flipped one of her bi-colored braids over her shoulder with her free hand and glanced over to Shauna. "We probably won't find anything for him here, he likes picking out clothes for other people, but he doesn't really have any interest in picking out clothes for himself. You can't really pick something out for him either, he refuses to wear it."

Ophi made a face at Shauna's mention of shoes and Chey laughed quietly, giving another soft shake of her head. "He doesn't like shoes either, I'm not sure why though. He usually just ends up wearing his slippers out places. Ma'man has a horrible time getting him to wear something more than a pair of pants, I think most shirts bother his wings, I can understand that though, alot of them bother mine too."

As if to confirm what the blonde demoness had just said, Ophi fluttered his wings a few times and tugged on the collar of his t-shirt, glancing up at them for a moment before turning his attention back to everything eye level.

Cheyna smiled as Shauna acquired a shirt on their way to the boys clothing; that was exactly the kind of thing that happened in her family all the time! She nodded absently, smile widening a bit as she looked down at Shauna's feet. "I'm not sure why he doesn't like shoes, his feet aren't big or anything, maybe they're just plain uncomfortable for him."

The girl's smile faltered slightly at Shauna's mention of her father, but she recovered with a rueful shake of her head. At that same moment Ophi had paused and was now looking at a black t-shirt with a silver outline of a snake etched on the chest. Bending down, she gave his hand a light squeeze and arched her brows beneath her bangs, "Do you like that shirt, sweetie?"

The serpent child seemed to think this over for a moment, golden eyes narrowing and tongue gently pressing against one of his thin fangs, but after the brief pause he shook his head, "No."

"Oh. Well, it was worth a shot." Chey straightened up and gave him a smile before offering Shauna a small shrug. "You want to help me see if there's something here he likes? I'm not sure how long Ma'man is planning on staying in this store, it doesn't have her kind of taste." Chey grinned and released Ophi's hand, letting the winged boy go where he wanted and her simply follow, but not before shifting the two bags a little and discreetly pulling one of the silver snake shirts off the rack; adding it to the few clothing items she had draped over her arm.

Chey let out a soft giggle at Shauna's comment, knowing her mother would have a fit if Ophi decided to one day roam around completely naked. Not to mention everyone else might not be that wild on the idea of a snake child running around without being fully clothed. "I don't think it matters if wants to wear clothes or not, he has to."

Ophi looked back at Shauna as she told him the shirt would look good on him, his expression as skeptical as it was mordant, more like the expression a grown man would wear rather than a small boy. Chey smiled and made a dismissive gesture, "Don't worry, he's like that sometimes. I think they'd look good on him too."

The child simply made a wet, snorting sound in the back of his throat, black tongue flicking out briefly before he turned and wandered in between two racks of clothing. The young demoness kept an eye on him, but that didn't stop her from peering over at Shauna's mother. The girl's pale brows rose a bit as she noted Shauna and Eight had very little in common, appearance wise, if anything at all. Then again, all she had to do was compare her own mother and Ophi to know that wasn't really unusual.

"She does look tired," Chey agreed, scarlet eyes flicking over to Rhia. "Yep, that's her over there. She sticks out like a sore thumb, doesn't she?" The blonde grinned and lifted a hand, waving her arm erratically until she got her mother's attention. Rhia arched a brow and crossed her arms over her ample chest, biceps flexing as Chey motioned for her to come over.

Turning back to Shauna, she gave the other girl and smile, "I'll introduce you before we go look for some pants, I'm sure she'll like you. And don't worry, she's a bit intimidating at first, but she's really very nice. Even if she looks a little scary and is a bit..." Chey trailed off for a moment, not wanting to say anything negative about her mother. Glancing back to make sure Ophi was still near, she shrugged softly, "Well, you'll probably see what I mean when you meet her."

Chey smiled at Shauna's comment, and her smile only widened when she noticed Rhia slowly making her way towards them. It amused the girl to see her mother stopping every five feet to look at something on a rack, give it a nasty sneer, and then continue onwards. That was Rhia for you.

"I like your mom's headwings, I've never seen those before. I'd love to meet her, she looks nice." Chey gave Shauna a smile and turned just in time to see Ophi disappear behind a rack of shirts. Setting her bags down, she glanced at Shauna for a moment before hurrying over to him, "Wait here, I'll be right back."

"Hi." He said quietly, giving her a small smile as knelt down in front of him, pointed ears perking. He held up a black t-shirt with a copper colored design splashed across the front. "Wook at dis."

"Oh, did you find that? It's very nice!" Chey stood up and held her hand out, waiting for him to take it. "Come on, it's not a good idea to leave Shauna alone with Ma'man."

Chey and Ophi walked back over to Shauna at the same time Rhia halted in front of them, both of them looking up at her and smiling. Ophi let go of the blonde's hand and hurried over to Rhia, reaching up and grabbing two fistfuls of the short skirt the redhead wore. "Mama carry. Carry me, p'ease."

Rhia bent down and scooped Ophi up with one arm, eliciting a sweet giggle from the child as he loosely wrapped one arm around her neck; wings flapping once. She gave him a smile before turning her attention to her daughter and the fox girl, her long ears swinging forward a bit. She dropped her chin a little to gaze at Shauna over her black sunglasses, white eyes glinting, "And this is...?"

"This is Shauna," Chey's crimson eyes flickered sideways for a moment. "If it's okay with you and her mom, we wanted to know if maybe we could all shop together for a little?"

"Sure, I don't care." Rhia idly plucked Ophi's hand from where it grasped her bra strap and the strap to her tank top, eyes scanning the store as the tip of her tongue toyed with the rings in her lower lip. "Where the hell is her mother?"

"Mm, I'm sure it is." Rhia's dark lips spread into a small grin as Shauna greeted her, blank eyes studying the child from behind her dark lenses. It was about time Chey found some friends outside the household, and from the look on Rhia's scarred face, it was obvious she felt her daughter could have chosen better company. But, she also could've done worse, much worse.

Chey pursed her lips and gave her mother a slightly exasperated look, tail lashing in the air, but her attention shifted to Eight as the other woman approached. The blonde smiled and raised her hand, giving Shauna's mother a small wave, "Hi, I'm Cheyna."

"Hi." Ophi mimicked Chey's small wave as Eight stopped next to Shauna, seeing no reason to be wary. If his sister was willing to be friendly, he felt it was okay to be friendly as well. His mother, on the other hand, simply arched a slender brow at Eight, giving her a once over.

"You have wings on your head." She stated, the comment said in such a way it was surely to be taken as an insult. The fingers that held Ophi's hand lightly tapped his skin, wishing the cigarette that was perched on her ear was lit and they were holding it. She shifted her large wings on her back, but before she could say anything further, Chey deftly intervened.

"They're very interesting, I've never seen something like them before." The girl shot a nervous look at her mother, afraid Rhia might spit something out, but the horned demoness merely smirked, holding her tongue for now. She turned back to Eight and smiled again, "This is my mom, Rhia, and my brother, Ophi. It's nice to meet you."

Rhia suppressed the urge to roll her eyes, even if no one would have seen her do it, and simply shifted her weight from one foot to the other; tail flicking in annoyance. Besides, Cheyna seemed to be in high spirits and that was enough to keep the demoness quiet for now; it wasn't often her daughter was so genuinely carefree.

The blonde girl smiled as Eight giggled, nodding her head a bit and causing her crimson-streaked bangs to bounce up and down, "I can see why people like them, they're very unique."

"Yeah, real unique." Rhia commented dryly, setting Ophi down even though it was apparent he wasn't all that happy about it. She placed a slender hand against the top of his hood, fingers idly tracing the designs there. "You have fun with Chey, and don't go wandering off." She turned her gaze to her daughter, looking at the girl over the rim of her sunglasses, "Fr'chute l'eme, san'ya. Meisa se'ne ke'wa chu'vena se'va lok'na le'nosa."

"Ka'pa," Chey nodded, taking Ophi's hand. "Ary da'v, Ma'man."

Rhia's long ears flicked and she nodded a bit, back muscles shifting underneath her tanned skin as she rolled her wings a little. Arching her brow at Eight and Shauna and twisting her full lips a little, the rings there glinting, she turned and sauntered away without another word; tail swinging back and forth to match the movement of her hips.

"Sorry about that," Chey turned back to Shauna and her mother, giving them a slightly sheepish smile. "I'm still learning the language, unlike my brother, who seemed to get it all within a week. She lapses into it at times so I can practice, not really caring that no one else can speak it... she's really nice once you get to know her though, at least most of the time."

Ophi watched Rhia go for a moment before turning his slitted gaze back to Shauna and her mother. He found the tiny wings on Eight's head very strange, and wondered if her mother had forgotten that wings are supposed to go on your back, not your head. After all, Rhia had created Cheyna and her brother - along with the help of someone named Atsee, whom Ophi had never met - and their wings were in the right place, so perhaps whoever had created Eight gave her too small of wings and put them on her head by mistake.

He frowned, his expression looking much too intent for the face of a toddler, and shook his head a little, venturing, "You not hab... wins on yo back? Dey on yo head?"

Chey watched Rhia leave as well, a knowing smile gracing her lips as her mother plucked the cigarette from behind her long ear and headed for the store's entrance. Turning back to Shauna, she smiled, her own ears perking, "I could teach some of it to you, if you'd like."

It'd be neat to be able to speak the language with someone else besides her mother and brother, not that she didn't mind it being just the three of them. She figured maybe she should ask her mother first, as Rhia might not want everyone learning it, but what harm would it do to teach Shauna a few common words? After all, Rhia had taught some of it to Chey and Lin's father years ago.

"Bye, dog Mama." Ophi said once Eight was heading off into the store, waving the shirt in his hand after her, and his golden eyes flicked up to the blonde girl at his side when she laughed. Eight didn't look like a dog, but apparently the serpent child decided that if she were Shauna's mother, she had to have some dog in her somewhere.

Taking his hand, Chey gave the fox girl a bright smile, "I think we were going to look for some pants for him. My mom isn't very patient, so I'm not sure how long she'll let us stay here."

Chey allowed Ophi to wander a little before she directed him back towards Shauna, not wanting to get too far from their newly acquired friend. It was seldom they ran into someone and actually stayed long enough to strike up a conversation, let alone shop with. But it was fun, and Chey really did want friends outside of the household.

"That is cute!" Chey agreed, pearly fangs flashing in a smile as she stopped in front of the fox girl. She got Ophi's attention by gently jiggling his hand and gestured with her other, bag-laden arm. "What do you think?"

Ophi blinked his golden eyes at the shirt Shauna held, absently putting a finger to his scaled lips and flicking his forked tongue across its pad. "Dat sert hav a nake?"