Waiting for an answer to come Alana turned to give her brother a cheeky grin. The two of them were near enough inseparable, Draven had been there from the beginning, looking after her while their Mothers did their thing, either fighting each other or off fighting for the good of what ever side needed it. She never understood their need to keep balance, after all she was far too much like her father, wild and free and unable to stay still for more than a second. But Draven was calm, he kept her feet on the ground while allowing her the freedom she needed, he also gave her the love she craved.
Aliea found it hard to be around her, her looks so much like that of her father that it broke her when she was near. As for Liea, She liked Alana because of her power, after all she could burn a world in a second and so Liea loved that destruction that she held within herself, but she however did not love her the way Aliea did or the way that Draven did.
As a voice spoke from the other side of the door she turned to it and opened it slowly. Pausing as noticed the woman standing naked before the mirror she frowned then moving her hand behind just behind her she indicated for Draven to join her.
"Hirondelle?" Alana turned to her brother as he said that name.
"As in Prophets wife?" She whispered, Draven nodded then stepped into the room but rather than heading to the woman he went to a set of double doors that led to a wash room.
"I am sorry for disturbing you, we wanted to know if you needed anything." It was a lie, but the woman was not to know that.