Island Paradise

It had been asked of Ikigai to escort a curious guest to see the islands and, being the gracious hostess that she was, the girl couldn't deny the request. The white and black young wolf was growing into her long, spindly legs. The puppy fat was melting away and the delicate beauty that she would eventually become was beginning to show. Silvered eyes scanned their surroundings as the pair of ladies walked. Ikigai always held herself to a high standard. Every motion was thought out before it was executed. Her family name rested upon her obsidian speckled shoulders just as it rested upon the shoulders of her siblings.

As the greenery ended and the sand began, Duchess stopped. Ikigai was a little surprised at this and took the first steps out onto the sand herself. She washed her paws every night anyway, so a bit of sand wouldn't bother her. A gentle breeze lifted the girl's long tail and sent it snaking over the sand.

The voice of Duchess met Iki's dark ears and she tilted her crown ever so slightly to hold the black and purple woman within her gaze. Her tones were strong but mellifluous. She practiced her speech often and was rather eloquent. Especially for one her age. "The island is difficult to get to and quite dangerous. Not many go there."

"Speech"