Mr. Blue Sky

Aslatiel · 01-18-2021, 01:15 AM

Raijin mentioned Hattori being his cousin and Aslatiel visibly winced in a dramatic fashion, lips peeling back from pearly whites and one eye closing momentarily. "Oof, I'm sorry. That Hattori is definitely a stick in the mud." The young lady's white tipped tail flicked back and forth lightly. "I'm glad to see that you aren't as severely serious as he is or this interaction wouldn't be quite so pleasant." Asla grinned and, with a pull of one teal striped shoulder, motioned for the man to follow and walk with her.

Asla listened as Raijin went about explaining his position in Ashen. A diplomat. It was his duty to learn wolves, packs and to promote the name of Ashen. Interesting work. Pity their diplomat was a little speckled idiot. Raijins last statement of wolves being different outside than inside hit close to home and the cream and grey girl laughed aloud, purple galaxy gaze drifting closed with mirth. "Oh, I know that all too well. Some struggle to build their masks. Others sink into it like a pile of furs on a cold winter's night." She had struggled initially, but now very few outsiders would be able to see what she was inside.

Adjusting their course, Aslatiel led the big man around the edge of the training platform where the straw and wood training dummies rested. There were various weapons and tools in baskets behind. This was obviously where the warriors trained. Ashen was free to use this place as well, and so she was kind enough to show it to the newcomer. "Sirius Fatalis is the warlord of the Armada. A hard, stern wolf. Very few have bested him in battle. His wife is Zee. She's not much of anything other than a baby factory." Of which Aslatiel was not happy. "Azure and Mortis are the heirs to the Armada, though Azure will be the one to lead, no doubt." Coming to the edge of the platform, Aslatiel's haunches folded and she seated herself upon the slab of stone, staring out towards the sea that was slowly creeping inward with the tide. "There are two other first born children. Indigo Fatalis, a fighter and healer." Asla grinned faintly. "And then there's me." She didn't list her skills or position. It wasn't necessary. She did wave one grey and white paw, kitten claws extending the tiniest bit. "There's a whole slew of second generation rodents, but they won't amount to anything."

Canting her head slightly, Aslatiel fixed the spotted man with a sidelong glance. "Questions?" She then added, "You could have learned all of this from Venom, you know. Or you could reach out to our diplomat, but she's a complete moron. You probably know her. Looks like you only much less handsome and much more annoying." Would the man defend his fishy kin or would he agree that Hanako was a waste of air?

"Speech"

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