The Beast And The Blessed
Something in her brain had to be misfiring.
"Maybe because they are conscious creatures that can think, talk, and sustain life on their own. They aren't domesticated, Margot! You can make friends with a sprite; you don't need to capture them and force them to live with you as some pet that you have to feed, water, and wash. Goodness!" Aisha snarled, not liking Margot's idea of holding a sprite prisoner.
Margot ground her teeth, glaring at Aisha, "You're right! Maybe I'll domesticate a siren. I bet you would love it if I had one of those at my beck and call!"