"You speak it perfectly," Jareth said looking towards Idony.
"I suppose," she muttered not even glancing at him. Nobody spoke for the longest time. Idony kept thinking about how she could escape and Jareth kept thinking of ways she might try to escape. But they both came to the conclusion that she couldn't escape, because she was so unfamiliar with anything besides the Eastern Corner. And they both knew well enough that she couldn't fight him off.
"Hashibad?" Puck asked worriedly. He couldn't tell if she was angry or just acting cold towards Jareth so she wouldn't seem afraid.
"Grandilid spiel," Idony muttered and then held her head back in a deep mournful howl. Puck let the smile creep upon his face once more. He loved it when Idony spoke wolf, he thought it might as well be her native tongue since she spoke it so well. It was mostly body language yes, and she understood all the signs but her howl was always amazing.
Idony couldn't help but laugh at the expression on Jareth's face. He was both wonderfully amazed and amused, and yet her was shocked and a little scared. What this woman could accomplish was known to him. She seemed weak at first, looking frail and alone. Then he finds that she can fight, alright well she still has no allies. Wrong again, the entire Eastern Corner loved her. And now she could speak and understand all creatures. This made him wonder what else she was able to do.
"What else can you accomplish?" Jareth asked, slightly impressed. Idony gave a hard, unemotional glare. She hated him. Alright, yes, hate was a word she had never used in her life but, she did. He was an evil king that turned babies into goblins and kidnapped girls from their homes to take them for his own amusement. Jareth sensed her thoughts and gave a large sigh.
"Is there something you'd like to say?" he asked.
"Do us all a favor and stay out of my mind," she snapped, eyes burning with hatred.
"If you insist on thinking evil thoughts," he muttered but she cut him off before he could finish.
"Excuse me?" she asked stopping dead in her tracks "don't tell me about evil thoughts when you come into MY home and tell me that I'm leaving whether I like it or not. Don't talk to me about evil."
"Do you want to start again?" he asked summoning a crystal.
"If you think you can handle me," she said through gritted teeth, holding her staff slightly pointed towards him "go for it." Jareth chucked the crystal at her, just out of pure anger. Out of luck, Idony swung her staff, hitting the crystal sending it flying back, hitting Jareth directly between the eyes.
"Oh damn," he grumbled clutching his now pounding head and Idony let out a slight giggle and climbed up the nearest tree. He stumbled a bit and fell to the ground with a thud.
"Come on," she teased "I know your stronger than that." He let out a moan and she sighed. She climbed back down the tree and looked at him jokingly. "And I was just starting to have fun too." Puck gave a worried glance.
"I think you hurt him," Puck said worriedly.
"What do I care?" Idony lied "he shouldn't have thrown that at me in the first place." Truthfully, she did care. She was a healer at heart and she hated hurting anyone unless she absolutely needed to. The forest hushed quickly and Idony looked around. A twig snapped somewhere in the distance and she closed her eyes. Puck looked at her nervously. A loud roar came from the direction they were heading and Idony knew what it was for sure. Nuckelavee.