My words are filling at the tub

Life was settling into a routine, by now, even if it wasn't very long since Celestial was begun. Beyond the memory of who all had chosen their ranks, and had chosen to stay, Surreal tried not to remember more than that. Because if she did, her heart would break even more. A howl broke her from her thoughts before they could turn fully to that painful track, and she readily attacked the new subject, whirling and breaking off into a lope. She came into sight within a few moments, and slowed as she saw the familiar form of Liar.

Her head and tail rose, ears pressing forward in a clear sign that she was the ruling power in these lands as she trotted forward and stopped a foot within the borders, mismatched eyes sweeping over his frame, expression reserved. Finally, she spoke, her voice nuetral, if slightly cool. "Liar." It was a simple greeting, but spoke volumes. Why are you here? What do you want? But the unspoken questions lurked within the greeting. Thus far, she was unaware of Arian's demise. When the suicidal challenge for Sin's life had been raised, Surreal had been ill, and sleeping, and none had come to tell her of her niece's death. None had told her that her little boy had been witness to the barbaricy. No one had told her that this was the reason behind her son's heartbreaking behavior. Or at least one of the reasons.

Her posture held confidence, and she had no doubt that she could handle Liar if he forgot his promises and caused trouble, whether from his own choices, or by some strange blip in his mind.

Walk ---- "Speak" ---- "Hear" ---- Think