Hush. I'm having a staring contest with Nyght. She answers.
Oh, for Faranth's sakes! Now you've named the nuisances?
Akshaeth looks up at me cheerfully. Yep! The black one is Nyght, and the silver one is called Twilyght.
I just roll my eyes as Akshaeth turns back to staring down the black flit, flicking Twilyght away from me with my tail. Bloody annoyances, that's what they are.
