daddy's girl

The tiny speckled princess was mostly independent, minus the places she wasn’t allowed to go. Her parents gave her free reign during unstructured time. Giving the puppies the responsibility of keeping track of the time and when they were expected to return to the Palace for meals or lessons. The former was forgotten about much less often than the latter. Maybe that was why there were lessons after meals…

The girl couldn’t spend any time thinking of that, she was on a mission. Not that she knew her uncle was out on a mini vacation and she’d never find him here. However, all was forgotten as she heard her father call her name. The tiny princess was swift to turn on her heel and face the Shogun of the Empire. Her Poppa! He never used their nicknames, but he was always proper and regal. Everything the princess felt she was lacking.

”Otou-sama.” She replied somewhat formally, much preferring less rigid titles but she also enjoyed his praise. Shuriken really did want to please her father, even if she was a clumsy little mess most of the time.