Attention!

She didn't see her father's face since she was staring at the ground with the utter horror she was living in knowing that her dad had walked in on them making love. That was not a position she wanted anyone to see them in, much less her father, and she was absolutely mortified. She was grateful when he immediately launched into explaining the situation to Artorias instead of bringing up what he had walked in on. He talked about their pack stores, how something had happened to them, and instructed Art to go start taking inventory of what was left. Her brow furrowed with concern, at least momentarily distracted by the worry that all of the stuff they had in there could be ruined. It felt like if it wasn't one thing it was another around here...

Artorias of course agreed to the task he was given dutifully as he would and then her father started to address her, making her peek up at him uncertainly as he began to say something that he needed her to do. However, instead of giving her a task, he paused before asking her how old she was. She looked at him fully at that with baffled confusion. She blinked at him a couple of times, trying to decide if he was being serious or not. He had forgotten her first birthday, but surely he knew her age, right? The fact that she had to even question that right now while something that could seriously affect the pack was happening just aggravated her and she frowned, feeling as if she had to bite her tongue to keep from saying something she shouldn't and getting herself into more trouble. "A year and almost five months... sir."

"Briar Fatalis"