Draw your weapons

The little princess Kiyohime raced towards the training ground when she heard her uncle call out for a lesson. Excitement immediately took her as tiny mismatched paws scurried beneath her. Ike loved her uncle Plague and she knew that he adored her as well. She could count on him to be there to teach whatever lesson that she came up for him. He always had a smile on for her, and he was so smart he would answer any question she had to come up with.

She flew into the training ground, her tiny form had finally begun to grow. Shuriken tried to ignore the fact but she was suddenly almost as tall as her two brothers. She was looking down at her sisters now, a fact that she willingly ignored. For now she could pretend she was still just as small but the reality would soon begin to wear in the innocent child.

”Oji-san!” She called out brightly when she caught Plague in her gaze. Her clumsy paws carried her forward but she had to stop and give Procella a nuzzle to her cheek on her way to sit before Plague and next to Panic. She managed to keep her excitement in hand enough she didn’t fall on her face on arrival.