Goddess
Petra would have dealt with the Sith first but the child said two things that were off. Looking at the Sith, her words were quick. “I’ll deal with you in a moment, Sithy pooh…” Then she redirected her gaze to the girl. With a tone that was more a mother’s, she spoke to the girl. “Now dear… you are not with the Singing Mountain Clan if you claim and learn him. That clan would exile you faster than the Sith could electrocute a person.” Petra did not know if he knew that ability or not, but it was common thing to see when she was more youthful. “So you’ll have to join my clan… Nightsisters, and as the Clan Mother, I’ll make sure you learn the true ways of a Dathomirian after your time with the Sith.”
Now it was time for the Sith to be handle. Petra looked back at the Sith and sternly addressed him. “I am Mother Petra… Long as you train her and are respectful to the Nightsister ways as you said you are familiar to, then we’ll be fine. Agree?” Petra did not need to come back at him with her familiar with the Sith or boast about her strength with the doubts of him even beating her. She stood on the belief that ever person that wielded power had an ego that needed to be fed like hers from time to time.
Now it was time for the Sith to be handle. Petra looked back at the Sith and sternly addressed him. “I am Mother Petra… Long as you train her and are respectful to the Nightsister ways as you said you are familiar to, then we’ll be fine. Agree?” Petra did not need to come back at him with her familiar with the Sith or boast about her strength with the doubts of him even beating her. She stood on the belief that ever person that wielded power had an ego that needed to be fed like hers from time to time.