A cut above the rest

As Manea greeted her, Ikigai's maw split in a sweet little smile. She truly liked the purple woman. As Manea's mate, Alastor, complimented her, the child dipped her head in thanks, her metallic eyes downcast respectfully for but a moment. It was all about appearances with royalty and Ikigai had learned from the best. All eyes were on those of noble blood and those eyes deserved a show.

Moments later her mother arrived and Ikigai took a step to the side, allowing the matriarch of Ashen to take the lead in the conversation. It was good that Iki stepped aside. Ike came crashing onto the scene and Iki wasted no time in hurrying to her sister's side to make sure that she was okay. Though a lady, she would never put a situation above her family. The pallid child helped to dust her now larger sister off before sitting beside her in a show of support and just because she loved Ike.

Their father arrived next and gave his name. Then the real reason behind the visit from Manea an Alastor came to light. Ikigai listened with intense intrigue. They wanted a union with Ashen? Manea would have to establish a pack first, this the girl knew. Any sort of alliance would be beneficial to Ashen as long as the pack in question was strong and reliable. Perhaps she was a bit naive due to her age, but Ikigai believed that Manea and whatever pack she developed would be a good match with Ashen.

Once the adults had spoken their introductions and intents, Ikigai lifted her own delicate tones. "Manea was very kind to me. She told me stories of the world outside of Ashen. Stories from the land that she hails from." Ikigai wanted it to be known that the plum colored fae had her trust. In a sense, she was vouching for the woman.

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