Ailie had told her so many eerie tales from their homeland across the sea, stories of selkies and each-uisges, caoineag and Ghillie Dhu, but the most nightmarish of them all were the Baobhan Sith. Those fables raced through her mind now. The blood drinkers were beautiful and strong, able to shift their appearance and control the desires and temptations of their prey. They were wily and fierce, with little regard for the humans they went after. Had Ailie been telling her stories of the Bright-Eyeds?
