Yours to command

She walked briskly alongside Sirius. She had called him to her side for some help, knowing the warrior would be able to provide her what she needed and get the job done. He had been faithful since day one, and now that the Klein princess was back among her own, she wasted no time in settling in. She didn't think very highly of slaves and in fact, saw them as nothing more than tools to use at her whim, but Sirius had always been different. He was one she actually adored to an extent, which was saying alot compared to other slaves she had ordered around in the past.

His question drew her attention to him for a brief moment before she turned her attention forward again in thought. Winter would be here next season, and she had no idea what the winter was like in these lands. Still, the air held a chill in it that told her she would need something warm. "Something that will fit nicely with my figure, don't you think? Warm too, of course. I don't want to walk around with someone too big that'll end up dragging in the mud," She had an idea of what she wanted...and while she could craft it herself, she didn't quite feel up to it when there were others who could do it for her. "I think a nice sheep skin will work, black if you can manage it, otherwise I'll settle for anything but brown, please."

She stopped in her tracks as she looked about. Didn't they have a little slave lingering around? A low Hmmm rumbled low in her throat, then she spotted a small figure bumbling around in the foliage ahead. "You there! Come here!" She wasn't sure if this was the slave or not, but she certainly wasn't a Klein.