The dark haired girl sniffed the air, sidled closer to Raven and sniffed again.
“But not a man creature...”
“...after all...”
“What are you,
...not man thing? Who are you...
“...to deny us?”
“I am who I AM,” replied Raven, “You're not welcome here.”
“We are welcome...”
“...wherever we go...”
“...for wherever we go...”
“...is right here, and right here...”
“...belongs to us.”
“Not here it doesn't. Right here is not here, should not exist, and can belong to no one. Now bugger off will you, we're busy!”
