Little Talks

So the pack had moved and, not only that, but now it was her nephew who lead them under a new name. Talis… not that she had known much of what Ivalice had been. But that was alright, the femme thought. In this new ranking system she’d been placed as a knight, a warrior, and she’d do her utmost to help protect the pack. However there was more than just the pack for the femme to worry about, she thought. Getting together with Galahad and Avalon were definitely at the top of the list. The femme had even decided that the plains were going to be where she made her own particular den. The place was beautiful…

It was a bit odd, the female thought, finding that the seasons in this land seemed to be opposite of the ones one the main continent. She didn’t mind, however, and welcomed the warmer air and heat. A soft, content sigh left Oracle as she moved just outside of her freshly dug den. She was still covered in a bit of dirt, but for now she just wanted to relax under the afternoon sun. Some company could make the day better, she thought, and slowly Oracle tilted her head back to call for her sister. It was time they truly began catching up.