When Haumea took his place at her side again, she could only smile at the art they had strung out for their enemies to see. The pleasure in it thrummed in her, filling her veins the same as it did his own. There was always a certain measure of pride in watching her brethren bloom into such perfect creatures. Once, when she had been alone, this had been something beyond her grasp. Now she was never alone and never disappointed.
We'll show them later, she answered, letting the imprinted image in her memory flash forward, showing the record. She would show them all the great work and, perhaps, they could find a beautiful setting for a second piece with their help.
It's beautiful, the words were gentle as she turned her gaze way from the pair, letting her bright tangerine eyes settle on the brother she had come to know better than herself.
Should we go find them, or wait to see if our little pests take the bait?
Twilight Jaws
