I Like To Move It, Move It.

*Iolaire* · (This post was last modified: 11-11-2019, 08:30 AM by Iolaire.)

The man seemed charming enough. He gave his name. Another Klein. It seemed as though they were everywhere which wasn't too surprising. That's what packs were. A culmination of members. Most were family originated. Io merely accepted his name with a nod and listened further as he admitted to being a recent addition, having been invited and accepted by Zee. "Ah, Zee accepted you, eh? Nice." Iolaire didn't think of Zee as 'Queen' just as she didn't think of Sirius as 'King' or 'Warlord' as he liked it. Titles were just words.

Keeping pace beside the man was easy. Iolaire was small and small things generally had a lot of stamina. As they moved, she watched his muscles ripple appreciatively. She would have accepted any help that came along, but his handsome features along with his good ol' boy attitude would make the day much easier to get through.

Killian asked after the supplies and the small woman released a soft sigh. "Supplies for Deathbelle. Resources are scarce after the volcano. It's just to make sure that everyone has enough to eat." She shrugged. "Food and furs." She had more than done her part to help the struggling empire. Not only had she gotten permission from Sirius to take these supplies to Deathbelle, she had been hunting what she could every day. Being so small, what she hunted was mice, rabbits and the occasional bird. It was better than nothing though.

"Speech"

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