dragon pups

Shuriken was anything but details in her explanation of her princess lessons. While that was her own name for the daily allotted time with her Baba it was essentially what they were. Kiyo had a lifetime of experience in being royalty and she did well with teaching her granddaughters similarly. Not being able to keep up with Iki was a fast that bothered her, and Shuriken had yet to admit the fact to anyone but Plague now. Her mood soured, but then her uncle lifted her chin. The act did indeed make her feel more proud and he continued softly, further encouraging her with his words.

Plague reminded her how well she had just told him her name, and made mention of how pretty she was. Kiyohime leaned into his touch, pressing her nose to his as he returned her smile to her delicate features. Plague went on to explain that she and her siblings would have different talents, even if Iki was more graceful she didn’t have the same talents in wrestling Kuroki as she did. Come to think of it she wasn’t sure that her sister ever wrestled.

Shuriken became confused again, did that mean that if she wanted to be more like Iki and a lady she had to give up her fighting? Their mother was a warrior Empress, both poised and dangerous. Shuriken could do both right? It just seemed like she would never overcome her own paws working against her.

”Do you like to wrestle, uncle Plague?” She asked him, lifting her own head proudly this time. It seemed like almost everyone in her family had a talent for fighting.